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Act I of Muchedorus by William Shakespeare A most pleasant comedy of Muchedorus, the king's son of Valentia, and Amadine, the king's daughter of Aragon. The Prologue Most sacred majesty, whose great deserts Thy subject England, nay, the world admires, Which heaven grant still increase, O may your praise, Multiplying with your hours, your fame still raise,
Embrace your counsel, love with faith them guide, that both as one bent by each other's side. So may your life pass on and run so even, that your firm seal plant you a throne in heaven. Where smiling angels shall your guardians be, from blemished traitors stained with perjury. And as the nights inferior to the day, so be all earthly regions to your sway.
Be as the sun today, the day tonight, For from your beams Europe shall borrow light. Mirth drown your bosom, fair delight your mind, And may our pastime your contentment find. Dramatis Personae The King, read by Jim Locke. Rombello, read by David Purdy.
The King of Valencia, read by Anna Kate Duller. Muchadorus, the Prince of Valencia, read by Jake Malizia. Anselmo, read by Allie Dollar. Amadine, the King's Daughter of Aragon, read by Jen Broda. Sagasto, a nobleman, read by Larry Wilson. Envy, read by Sonia.
Tremelio, a captain, read by Rob Marland. Rodrigo, read by Rapunzelina. Bremo, a wild man, read by Alan Mapstone. Comedy, read by Joanna Michael-Hoyt. An old woman, read by Scotty Smith. Ariana, Amadine's maid, read by Joanna Michael-Hoyt. Cullen, a counsellor, read by Anna Maria.
A Messenger Read by Adrian Stephens Mouse the Clown Read by Todd Stage Directions Read by Estefania Vidal Induction Enter Comedy Joyful with a garland of bass in her hand. Why so? Thus do I hope to please. Music revives and mirth is tolerable. Comedy, play thy part and please. Make merry them that comes to joy with thee.
joy then good gentles i hope to make you laugh sound forth bellona's silver-tuned strings time fits us well the day and place is ours enter envy his arms naked besmeared with blood nay stay minion there lies a block what all on mirth i'll interrupt your tale and mix your music with a tragic end
what monstrous ugly hag is this that dares control the pleasures of our will vaunt churlish curb smeared with gory blood that seems to detect the blossoms of delight and stifle the sound of sweet bellona's breath blush monster blush and post away with shame that seeks to disturbance of a goddess's deeds
post hence thyself thou counter checking troll i will possess this habit spite of thee and gain the glory of thy wished port i'll thunder music shall appal the nymphs and make them shiver their clattering strings flying for succor to their dankish caves sound drums within and cry stab stab
hearken thou shalt hear noise shall fill the air with a shrilling sound and thunder music to the gods above mars shall himself breathe down a peerless crown upon brave envy's head and raise his shivel with a lasting fame in this brave music envy takes delight
where i may see them wallow in their blood to spurn at arms and legs quite shiver'd off and hear the cries of many thousand slain how lik'st thou this my troll tis sport alone for me what bloody kern erst up with tigers sath a dost so seek to quail a woman's mind
comedy is mild gentle willing for to please and seeks to gain the love of all estates delighting in mirth mixed all with lovely tales and bringeth things with treble joy to pass thou bloody envious disdainer of men's joy whose name is fraught with bloody stratagems delights in nothing but in spoil and death where thou mayst trample in their lukewarm blood and grasp their hearts within thy cursed paws
yet veil thy mind revenge thou not on me a silly woman begs it at thy hands give me the leave to utter out my play forbear this place i humbly crave thee hence and mix not death amongst pleasing comedies that treats not else but pleasure and delight if any spark of human rests in thee forbear begone tender the suit of me
why so i will forbearance shall be such as treble death shall cross thee with despite and make thee mourn where most thou joyest turning thy mirth into a deadly dole whirling thy pleasures with the peal of death and drench thy methods in a sea of blood
this will i do thus shall i bear with thee and more to vex thee with a deeper spite i will with threats of blood begin thy play favoring thee with envy and with hate then ugly monster do thy worst i will defend them in despite of thee and though thou think'st with tragic fumes to brave my play unto my deep disgrace i force it not i score on what thou canst do
i'll grace it so thyself shall it confess from tragic stuff to be a pleasant comedy why then comedy send thy actors forth and i will cross the first steps of their tread making them fear the very dart of death and i'll defend them magre all thy spite so ugly fiend farewell till time shall serve that we may meet to parley for the best
content comedy i'll go spread my branch and scattered blossoms from mine envious tree shall prove to monsters spoiling of their joys exit act i scene i valencia the court sound enter muchedorus an anselmo his friend
Anselmo, my lord and friend. True, my Anselmo, both thy lord and friend, Whose dear affections bosom with my heart, And keep their domination in one orb. Whence ne'er this loyalty shall root it forth, But fate, plant firmer in your choice respect.
much blame were mine if i should other deem nor can coy fortune contrary allow but my anselmo loath i am to say i must estrange that friendship misconstruer not tis from the realm not thee though lands part bodies hearts keep company thou knowest that i am parted often have private relations with my royal sire
Had, as concerning beauteous Amadine, Rich Aragon's bright jewel, Whose face some say that blooming lilies Never shone so gay, Excelling not excell'd, Yet least report does mangle rarity, Boasting of what is not, Wing'd with desire, thither I'll straight repair, And be my fortunes, as my thoughts are, fair.
Will you forsake Valencia? Leave the court absent? You, from the eye of sovereignty? Do not, sweet prince, adventure on that task, since danger lurks each where. Be one from it. Desist dissuasion. My resolution brooks no battery. Therefore, if thou retain thy wanted form, assist what I intend. Your miss will breed a blemish in the court.
and throw a frosty dew upon that beard whose front Valencia stoops to. If thou my welfare tender, then no more. Let love's strong magic charm thy trivial phrase, wasted as vainly as to gripe the sun. Augment not, then, more answers. Lock thy lips, and lest thy wisdom sweet me with disguise according to my purpose.
That action craves no counsel, since what you rightly are will more command than best usurp'd shape. Thou still art opposite its disposition; a more obscure servile habiliment beseems this enterprise. Than like a Florentine or a mountebank. 'Tis much too tedious. I dislike thy judgment. My mind is grafted on an humbler stock.
Within my closet does there hang a cassock, though base the weed is. T'was a shepherd's, which I presented in Lord Julio's mask. That, my Anselmo, and none else but that mask muchadorous from the vulgar view. That habit suits my mind. Fetch me that weed. Exit Anselmo.
Better than kings have not disdained that state, and much inferior to obtain their mate. Enter Anselmo with a shepherd's coat. So let our respect command thy secrecy. At once a brief farewell. Delay to lovers is a second hell. Exit Muchidoros.
prosperity forrundy awkward chance never be neighbor to thy wishes venture content and fame advance thee ever thrive and glory thy mortality survive exit act i scene two a forest in aragon enter mouse with a bottle of hay oh horrible terrible was ever poor gentleman so scared out of his seven senses
"'A bear? Nay, sure it cannot be a bear. But some devil in a bear's doublet, for a bear could never have had that agility to have frightened him. Well, I'll see my father hanged before I'll serve his horse any more. Well, I'll carry home my bottle of hay, and for once make my father's horse turn Puritan and observe fasting days, for he gets not a bit, but soft.'
this way she followed me therefore i'll take the other path and because i'll have to be sure to have an eye on him i will take hands with some foosh creditor and make every step backward as he goes backwards the bear comes in and he tumbles over and runs away and leaves his bottle of hay behind him act one scene three the same enters agasto running and amadine after him being pursued by a bear
"Oh, fly, madam, fly, or else we are but dead." "Help, Segasto, help! Help, sweet Segasto, or else I die!" "Alas, madam, there is no way but flight. Then hasten, save yourself." Segasto runs away. "Why then I die? Ah, help me in distress!" Enter Muchedorus like a shepherd, with a sword drawn and bear's head in his hand.
stay lady stay and be no more dismayed that cruel beast most merciless and fell which hath bereaved thousands of their lives affrighted many with his hard pursues prying from place to place to find his prey prolonging thus his life by others death
His carcass now lies headless, void of breath. That foul deformed monster, is he dead? Assure yourself thereof, behold his head, which, if it please you, lady, to accept, with willing heart I yield it to your majesty. Thanks, worthy shepherd, thanks a thousand times. This gift, assure thyself, contents me more than greatest bounty of a mighty prince, although he were the monarch of the world.
Most gracious goddess, more than mortal wight, Your heavenly hue of right imports no less. Most glad am I in that it was my chance To undertake this enterprise in hand, Which doth so greatly glad your princely mind. No goddess-shepherd, but a mortal wight, A mortal wight distressed as thou seest.
my father here is king of aragon i amadine his only daughter am and after him sole heir unto the crown now whereas it is my father's will to marry me unto sagasto one whose wealth through father's former usury is known to be no less than wonderful
"'We both of custom oftentimes did use, leaving the court, to walk within the fields for recreation, "'especially in the spring, in that it yields great store of rare delights. "'And passing further than our wanted walks, scarce were entered within these luckless woods, "'but right before us, down a steep fall hill, a monstrous ugly bear did hie him fast, to meet us both.'
I faint to tell the rest, good shepherd, but suppose the ghastly looks, the hideous fears, the thousand hundred woes which at this instant Amadine sustained. Yet, worthy princess, let thy sorrows cease, and let this sight your former joys revive. Believe me, shepherd, so it doth no less. Long may they last, unto your heart's content.
But tell me, lady, what is become of him? Sagasto called. What has become of him? I know not, I, that know the powers divine, but God grant this, that sweet Sagasto live. Yet hard-hearted he in such a case, so cowardly to save himself by flight, and leave so brave a princess to the spoil.
well shepherd for thy worthy valor tried endangering thyself to set me free unrecompensed sure thou shalt not be in court thy courage shall be plainly known throughout the kingdom will i spread thy name to thy renown and never-dying fame and that thy courage may be better known
Bear thou the head of this most monstrous beast in open sight to every courtier's view, so will the king my father thee reward. Come, let's away, and guard me to the court. With all my heart. Exeunt. Act I, scene 4. Outskirts of the forest. Enter Segasto Solus. When heaps of harms to hover overhead, tis time as then, some say, to look about.
and of ensuing harms to choose the least but hard yea hapless is that wretch's chance luckless his lot and caitiff like accursed at whose proceedings fortune ever frowns myself i mean most subject unto thrall
for i the more i seek to shun the worst the more by proof i found myself accursed erewhiles assaulted with an ugly bear fair amadine in company all alone forthwith by flight i thought to save myself leaving my amadine unto her shifts for death it was for to resist the bear and death no less of amadine's harms to hear
accursed i in lingering life thus long in living thus each minute of an hour doth pierce my heart with darts of thousand deaths if she by flight her fury do escape what will she think will she not say yea flatly to my face accusing me of mere disloyalty a trusty friend is tried in time of need
But I, when she in danger was of death and needed me, and cried, Sagasto, help! I turned my back and quickly ran away, unworthy I to bear this vital breath. But what, what needs these plaints? If Amadine do live, then happy I. She will in time forgive and so forget.
and medina's merciful not juno like in harmful heart to harbor hatred long enter mouse the clown running clubs prongs pitchforks bills oh help a bear a bear a bear a bear still bears and nothing else but bears tell me sirrah where she is oh sir she has run down the woods i see her white head and her white belly
"'Thou talkest of wonders, tell me of white bears. But, Sir Rod, didst thou ever see any such?' "'No, Faith, I never saw any such, but I remember my father's words. He bade me take heed I was not caught with a white bear.' "'A lamentable tale, no doubt.' "'I'll tell you what, sir.'
"'As I was going afield to serve my father's great horse, "'and carried a bottle of hay upon my head, "'now do you see, sir, I, fast hoodwinked that I could see nothing, "'perceived the bear coming. "'I threw my hay into the hedge and ran away.' "'What, from nothing?' "'I warned you, yes, I saw something, "'for there was two loads of thorns beside my bottle of hay, "'and that made three.'
but tell me sirrah the bear that thou didst see did she not bear a bucket on her arm i never saw a bear go a-milking in my life but hark you sir i did not look so high as her arm i saw nothing but her white head and her white belly but tell me sirrah where dost thou dwell why do you not know me why no how should i know thee
why then you know nobody and you know not me i tell you sir i am the goodman rat's son of the next parish over the hill goodman rat's son why what's thy name why i am very kin unto him i think so but what's thy name
my name i have a very pretty name i tell you what my name is my name is mouse what a plain mouse yes plain mouse without either welt or guard but do you hear sir i am but a very young mouse for my tail is scarce grown out yet look you here else but i pray thee who gave thee that name
faith sir i know not that but if you would fain know ask my father's great horse for he hath been half a year longer with my father than i have this seems to be a merry fellow i care not if i take him home with me mirth is a comfort to a troubled mind a merry man a merry master makes how say'st thou sirrah wilt thou dwell with me
"'Nay, soft sir, two words to a bargain. Pray you, what occupation are you?' "'No occupation. I live upon my lands.' "'Your lands? Away, you are no master for me. Do you think that I am so mad to go seek my living in the lands amongst the stones, briars, and bushes, and tear my holy day apparel? Not I, by your leave.'
why i do not mean thou shalt how then why thou shalt be my man and wait upon me at the court what's that where the king lies what's that same king a man or woman a man as thou art as i am sir pray you what kin is he to good man king of our parish the churchwarden
"'No kin to him. He is the king of the whole land.' "'King of the land? I never see him.' "'If thou wilt dwell with me, thou shalt see him every day.' "'Shall I go home again to be torn in pieces with bears? No, not I. I will go home and put on a clean shirt, and then go drowned myself.' "'Thou shalt not need. If thou wilt dwell with me, thou shalt want nothing.' "'Shall I not?'
well then here's my hand i'll dwell with you and hark you sir now you have entertained me i will tell you what i can do i can keep my tongue from picking and stealing and my hands from lying and slandering i warrant you as well as ever you had men in all your life now will i to court with sorrowful heart rounded with doubts if amadine do live then happy i
Ye hape aye, if Amadine do live.
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This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Act 2, Scene 1. The Camp of the King of Aragon. Enter the king with a young prince prisoner, Amadine, Tremelio, with Colin and consulars. Now, brave lords, our wars are brought to an end.
our foes to the foil and we in safety rest it us behoves to use such clemency in peace as valor in the war it is as great honor to be bountiful at home as to be conquerors in the field
Therefore, my lords, the more to my content your liking and your country's safeguard we are disposed in marriage for to give our daughter to Lord Sagasto here, who shall succeed the diadem after me, and reign hereafter, as I tofore have done, your sole and lawful king of Aragon.
what say you lordlings like you of my advice and please your majesty we do not only allow of your highness pleasure but also vow faithfully in what we may to further it thanks good my lords if long adroostus live he will at full requite your courtesies
Tramielio, in recompense of thy late valour done, taken to thee the Catalonia prince, lately our prisoner, taken in the wars. Be thou his keeper, his ransom shall be thine, we'll think of it when leisure shall afford. Meanwhile do use him well, his father is a king.
thanks to your majesty his usage shall be such as he thereat shall think no cause to grudge exeunt tremellio and prince then march we on to court and rest our wearied limbs but colin i have a tale and secret kept for thee when thou shalt hear a watchword from thy king think then some weighty matter is at hand that highly shall concern our state
then colin look thou be not far from me and for thy service thou to four hast done thy trueth and valour proud in every point i shall with bounties thee enlarge therefore so guard us to the court whatso my sovereign doth command me do with willing mind i gladly yield consent act two scene two the same
enters Agasto and the clown with weapons about him. Tell me, Sarah, how do you like your weapons? Oh, very well, very well. They keep my sides warm. They keep the dogs from your shins very well, do they not? How, keep the dogs from my shins? I would scorn, but my shins should keep the dogs from them. Well, Sarah, leaving idle talk, tell me, dost thou know Captain Tumelio's chamber?
Aye, very well, it hath a door. I think so, for so hath every chamber. But dost thou know the man? Oh, forsooth, he hath a nose on his face. Why, so hath every one. That's more than I know. But dost thou remember the captain, that was here with the king even now, that brought the young prince prisoner? Oh, very well. Go unto him, and bid him come to me.
"'Tell him I have a matter in secret to impart to him.' "'I will, master.' "'A master? What's his name?' "'Why, Captain Tremelio.' "'Oh, the meal-man. I know him very well. He brings meal every Saturday. But hark you, master. Must I bid him come to you, or must you come to him?' "'No, sir, he must come to me.' "'Hark you, master.'
How if he not be at home? What shall I do then? Why then thou leavest word with some of his folks? O master, if there be nobody within, I will leave word with his dog. Why can his dog speak? I cannot tell. Wherefore doth he keep his chamber else? To keep out such knaves as thou art. Nay, be lady, then go yourself. You will go, sir, will ye not? Nay.
"'Yes, Mary, will I. Oh, tis come to my head. And I be not within, I'll bring his chamber to you.' "'What, will thou pluck down the king's house?' "'Nay, be lady, I'll know the price of it first. Master, it is such a hard name, I have forgotten it again. I pray you, tell me his name.' "'I tell thee, Captain Tormelio.'
"Oh, Captain Trebblenave, Captain Trebblenave!" entered Tremelio. "How now, sirrah, dost thou call me?" "You must come to my master, Captain Trebblenave." "My lord Sir Garstow, did you send for me?" "I did, Tremelio. Sirrah about your business." "Ay, merry, what's that? Can you tell?" "No, not well." "Merry then, I can.
Straight to the kitchen dresser, to John the cook, and get me a good piece of beef and brews, and then to the buttery hatch to Thomas the butler for a jack of beer, and then for an hour I'll so belabor myself. Therefore, I pray you, call me not till you think I have done, I pray you, good master. Well, sir, away. Exit mouse. Dremelio, this it is.
thou knowest the valour of sagasto spread through all the kingdom of aragon and such as hath found triumphant favours never daunted at any time but now a shepherd is admired at in court for worthiness and sagasto's honour laid aside my will therefore is this that thou dost find some means to work the shepherd's death
i know thy strength sufficient to perform my desire and thy love no otherwise than to revenge my injuries it is not the frowns of a shepherd that tremellio fears therefore account it accomplished what i take in hand thanks good tremellio and assure thyself what i promise that will i perform
thanks my good lord and in good time see where he cometh stand by a while and you shall see me put in practice your intended drifts have at thee swain if that i hit thee right enter muchidorus vile coward so without cause to strike a man turn coward turn now strike and do thy worst muchidorus killeth him
"'Hold, shepherd, hold! Spare him, kill him not! Accursed villain, tell me, what hast thou done?' "'Tremelio, trusty Tremelio, I sorrow for thy death, and since that thou living didst prove faithful to Sagasto, so Sagasto now living shall honor the dead corpse of Tremelio with revenge.'
bloodthirsty villain born and bred to merciless murther tell me how durst thou be so bold at once to lay thy hands upon the least of mine assure thyself thou shalt be used according to the law sagasto cease these threats are needless accuse not me of murther that have done nothing but in mine own defence nay shepherd reason not with me
I'll manifest thy fact unto the king, whose doom will be thy death as thou deservest. What ho, mouse, come away. Enter mouse. Why, how now? What's the matter? I thought you would be calling before I had done. Come, help, away with my friend. Why, is he drunk? Cannot he stand on his feet? No, he is not drunk, sir.
He is slain. Flain? No, my lady, he is not flain. He's killed, I tell thee. Do you use to kill your friends? I will serve you no longer. I tell thee this shepherd killed him. Oh, did it so? But, master, I will have all his apparel if I carry him away. Why, so thou shalt.
come then i will help mass master i think his mother's song lubey to him he is so heavy exeunt sagasto and maus behold the fickle state of man always mutable never at one sometimes we feed on fancies with the sweet of our desires sometimes again we feel the heat of extreme misery now am i in favour about the court and country
to-morrow those favours will turn to frowns to-day i live revenged on my foe to-morrow i die my foe revenged on me exit act two scene three the forest enter bremo a wild man
no passengers this morning what not one a chance that seldom doth befall what not one then lie thou there and rest thyself till i have further need now bremo sith thy leisure so affords an endless thing
who knows not bremo's strength who like a king commands within these woods the bear the boar dares not abide my sight but aces away to save themselves by flight
the crystal waters in the bubbling brooks when i come by doth swiftly slide away and collapse themselves in closets under banks afraid to look old bremo in the face
the aged oaks at bremo's breath do bow and all things else are still at my command else what would i rent them in pieces and pluck them from the earth and each way else i would revenge myself
why who comes here with whom i dare not fight who fights with me and doth not die the death not one what favour shows this sturdy stick to those that here within these woods are combatants with me why death and nothing else but present death
with restless rage i wander through these woods no creature here but feareth bremo's force man woman child beast and bird and everything that doth approach my sight are forced to fall if bremo once but frown
Come, cudgel, come, my partner in my spoils, for here I see this day it will not be. But when it falls that I encounter any, one pat sufficeth for to work my will. What, come not one? Then let's be gone. A time will serve when we shall better speed. Exit.
Act II, Scene IV, Aragon, a room of state in the court. Enter the king, Segasto, the shepherd, and the clown with others. Shepherd, thou hast heard thine accusers. Murder is laid to thy charge. What canst thou say? Thou hast deserved death. Dread sovereign, I must needs confess.
I slew this captain in mine own defence, Not of any malice but by chance; But mine accuser hath a further meaning. Words will not here prevail: I seek for justice, and justice craves his death. Shepherd, thine own confession hath condemned thee; Sir, take him away, do him to execution straight. So he shall, I warrant him.
but do you hear master king he is akin to a monkey his neck is bigger than his head come sirrah away with him and hang him about the middle yes forsooth i warrant you come on sir ah so like a sheep-biter it looks enter ammarin and a boy with a bear's head
Dread sovereign and well-beloved sire, on bended knees I crave the life of this condemned shepherd, which heretofore preserved the life of thy sometime distressed daughter.
Preserve the life of my sometime distressed daughter. How can that be? I never knew the time wherein thou wast distressed. I never knew the day but that I have maintained thy state as best beseemed the daughter of a king. I never saw the shepherd until now. How comes it then that he preserved thy life?
Once walking with Sagasto in the woods, further than our accustomed manner, was right before us, down a steep fall hill, a monstrous ugly bear doth high him fast to meet us both. Now whether this be true, I refer it to the credit of Sagasto. Most true, and like your majesty.
"'How then?' The bear, being eager to obtain his prey, made forward to us with an open mouth, as if he meant to swallow us both at once. "'The sight whereof did make us both to dread, but specially your daughter Amadine, who, for I saw no sucker incident but in Sagasto's valour, I grew desperate, and he, most coward-like, began to fly, left me distressed to be devoured of him.'
"'How say you, Sagasto? Is it not true?' "'His silence verifies it to be true. What then?' "'Then, I amazed, distressed, all alone, did high me fast escape that ugly bear, but all in vain, for, why, he reached after me, and hardly I did oft escape his paws, till at the length this shepherd came, and brought to me his head.'
Come hither, boy. Lo, here it is, which I present unto your majesty. The slaughter of this bear deserves great fame. The slaughter of a man deserves great blame. Indeed, occasion oftentimes so falls out. Tremelio in the wars, O king, preserved thee. The shepherd in the woods, O king, preserved me.
"'Tremelio fought when many men did yield.' "'So would the shepherd, had he been in field.' "'So would my master, had he not run away.' "'Tremelio's force saved thousands from the foe.' "'The shepherd's force would have saved thousands more.' "'Aye, ship-sticks, nothing else.'
Segesto, cease to accuse the shepherd. His worthiness deserves a recompense. All we are bound to do the shepherd good. Shepherd, whereas it was my sentence thou shouldst die, so shall my sentence stand, for thou shalt die. Thanks to your majesty.
But soft, Segesta, not for this offence. Long mayst thou live, and when the sisters shall decree to cut in twain the twisted thread of life, then let him die. For this I set thee free, and for thy valour I will honour thee. Thanks to your majesty. Come, daughter, let us now depart to honour the worthy valour of the shepherd with our rewards. Exeunt
"'Oh, master, hear you. You have made a fresh hand, now you would be slow, you. Why, what will you do now? You have lost me a good occupation by the means. Faith, master. Now I cannot hang the shepherd, I pray you. Let me take the pains to hang you. It is but half an hour's exercise.'
you are still in your knavery but sith i cannot have his life i will procure his banishment for ever come on sarah sarah yes forsooth i come but him i pray you
End of Act 2.
No chef escapes the clock. All new 24 and 24, Last Chef Standing, Sunday night at 8. See it first on Food Network, stream next day on Max. Act 3 of Muchadoros by William Shakespeare. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Act 3, Scene 1, Grove near the Kurt. Enter Muchadoros, Solus.
from amadine and from her father's court with gold and silver and with rich rewards flowing from the banks of golden treasuries more may i boast and say but i was never shepherd in such dignity enter the messenger and the clown
All hail, worthy shepherd! All reign, lowly shepherd! Welcome, my friends, from whence come you? The king and Amadine greets thee well, And after greeting's done, bids thee depart the court. Shepherd, begone!
Whose words are these? Came these from Amadine? I from Amadine. I from Amadine. Ah, luckless fortune, worse than Phaeton's tale! My former bliss is now become my bale. What, wilt thou poison thyself?
My former heaven is now become my hell. The worst alehouse that I ever came in, in all my life. What shall I do? Even go hang thyself half an hour. Can Amadine so churlishly command to banish the shepherd from her father's court? What should the shepherds do in the court? What should shepherds do amongst us? Have we not lords enough on us in the court?
Why, shepherds are men, and kings are no more. Shepherds are men, and masters over their flock. That's a lie. Who pays them their wages, then? Well, you are always interrupting of me. But you are best looked to him, lest you hang for him when he is gone. Exit. The clown sinks. And you shall hang for company, for leaving me alone.
shepherd stand forth and hear thy sentence shepherd be gone within three days in pain of my displeasure shepherd be gone shepherd be gone be gone be gone be gone shepherd shepherd shepherd exit and must i go and must i need depart ye goodly groves partakers of my songs in time too far when fortune did not frown
pour forth your plaints and wail awhile with me and thou bright sun my comfort in the cold hide hide thy face and leave me comfortless ye wholesome herbs and sweet-smelling favours ye each thing else prolonging life of man change change your wonted course that i wanting your aid in woful sort may die enter amadine and ariana her maid
Ariana, if anybody asks for me, make some excuse till I return. What did Sagasto call? Do thou the like to him. I mean not to stay long. Exit Ariana. This voice so sweet my pining spirit revives. Shepherd, well met. Tell me how thou doest. I linger life.
yet wish for speedy death. Amadine. Shepherd, although thy banishment already be decreed, and all against my will, yet Amadine— Shepard. Amadine, to hear of banishment is death, aye, double death to me.
but since i must depart one thing i crave say on with all my heart that in absence either far or near you honour me as servant with your name not so and why i honour thee as sovereign with my heart a shepherd and a sovereign nothing like
yet like enough where there is no dislike yet great dislike or else no banishment shepherd it is only sagasto that procures thy banishment unworthy wights are most in jealousy would god they would free thee from banishment or likewise banish me
Amen, say I, to have your company. Well, shepherd, sith thou sufferest this for my sake, with thee in exile also let me live. On this condition, shepherd, thou canst love. No longer love, no longer let me live. Of late I loved one indeed. Now love I none, but only thee. Thanks, worthy princess, I born likewise.
yet smother up the blast, I dare not promise what I may perform. Well, shepherd, hark what I say. I will return unto my father's court, therefore to provide me of such necessities as for our journey I shall think most fit. This being done, I will return to thee. Do thou, therefore, appoint the place where we may meet. Down in the valley where I slew the bear.
And there doth grow a fair broad-branch'd beach That overshades a well. So who comes first, let them abide The happy meeting of us both. How like you this? I like it very well. Now, if you please, you may appoint the time. Full three hours hence, God willing, I will return. The thanks that Paris gave the Grecian queen, The like doth Muchidorus yield.
then muchadoris for three hours farewell exit your departure lady breeds a privy pain exit act three scene to the court enter sagastol solus tis well sagastol that thou hast thy will should such a shepherd such a simple swain as he eclipse the credit famous through the court no ply sagastol ply
Let it not in Aragon be said, A shepherd hath Sagosto's honour won. Enter Mouse the Clown, calling his master. What hall, master? Will you come away? Will you come hither? I pray you, what's the matter? Why, is it not past eleven o'clock? How then, sir? I pray you, come away to dinner. I pray you, come hither.
"'There's such a do with you. Will you never come?' "'I pray you, sir, what news of the message I sent you about?' "'I tell you all the messes be on the table already. There was not so much as a mess of mustard half an hour ago.' "'Come, sir, your mind is all upon your belly. You have forgotten what I did bid you do.' "'Faith, I know nothing. But you bade me go to breakfast.'
"'Was that all?' "'Of faith, I have forgotten it. The very scent of the mead hath made me forget it quite.' "'You have forgotten the errant I bid you do.' "'What errant? An errant knave, or errant whore?' "'Why, thou knave, did I not bid thee banish the shepherd?' "'Oh, the shepherd's bastard!' "'I tell thee, the shepherd's banishment.'
"'I tell you, the shepherd's bastard shall be well kept. I'll look to it myself else. But I pray you, come away to dinner.' "'Then you will not tell me whether you have banished him or no?' "'Why, I cannot say banishment, and you would give me a thousand pounds to say so.' "'Why, you whoresome slave, have you forgotten that I sent you and another to drive away the shepherd?'
"'What an ass are you! Here's a stir indeed. Here's message, errant, a banishment, and I cannot tell what.' "'I pray you, sir, shall I know whether you have drove him away?' "'Faith, I think I have. And you will not believe me. Ask my staff.' "'Why, can thy staff tell?' "'Why, he was with me, too.'
then happy i that have obtained my will and happier i if you would go to dinner come sirrah follow me i warrant you i will not lose an inch of you now you are going to dinner i promise you i thought seven year before i could get him away act three scene three the forest enter amadine
God grant my long delay procures no harm, nor this tarrying frustrate my pretense. My muchadorus surely stays for me, and thanks me overlong. At length I come, my present promise to perform. Ah, what a thing is firm, unfeigned love! What is it which true love dares not tempt? My father he may make, but I must match.
Sagasto loves, but Amadine must like where likes her best. Compulsion is a thrall. No, no, the hearty choice is all in all. The shepherd's virtue Amadine esteems. But what? Methinks my shepherd is not come. I muse at that. The hour is sure at hand. Well, here I'll rest till Muchadoris come. She sits her down. Enter Bremo, looking about. Hustling taketh hold of her.
a happy prey now bremo feed on flesh dainties bremo dainties thy hungry paunch to fill now glut thy greedy guts with lukewarm blood
Come, fight with me. I long to see thee dead. How can she fight that weapons cannot wield? What? Canst not fight? Then lie thou down and die. What? Must I die? What needs these words? I thirst to suck thy blood. Yet pity me, and let me live a while.
No pity I, I'll feed upon thy flesh, I'll tear thy body piecemeal, joint from joint. Ah, now I want my shepherd's company. I'll crush thy bones betwixt two oaken trees. Haste, shepherd, haste, or else thou com'st too late.
I'll suck the sweetness from thy merry bones. A spare, a spare to shed my guiltless blood. With this, my bat, I will beat out thy brains. Down, down, I say, prostrate thyself upon the ground. Then, Muchadorus, farewell. My hoped joys, farewell.
"'Yay, farewell life, and welcome present death!' she kneels. "'To thee, O God, I yield my dying ghost.' "'Now, Bremo, play thy part. "'How now, what sudden chance is this? "'My limbs do tremble and my sinew shake. "'My unweakened arms have lost their former force.'
ah bremo bremo what a foil hast thou that yet at no time ever wast afraid to dare the greatest gods to fight with thee he strikes and now wants strength for one down-driving blow ah how my courage fails when i should strike
some new-come spirit abiding in my breast said spare her bremo spare her do not kill shall i spare her which never spared any to it bremo to it say again i cannot wield my weapons in my hand
methinks i should not strike so fair a one i think her beauty hath bewitched my force or else within me altered nature's course ay woman wilt thou live in the woods with me fain would i live yet loath to live in woods
thou shalt not choose it shall be as i say and therefore follow me exit act three scene four the same enter muchidoros solus it was my will an hour ago and more as was my promise for to make return but other business hindered my pretence
it is a world to see when man appoints and purposely one certain thing decrees how many things may hinder his intent what one would wish the same is farthest off but yet the appointed time cannot be passed nor hath her presence yet prevented me well here i'll stay and expect her coming they cry within hold him stay him hold some one or other is pursued no doubt perhaps some search for me
"'Tis good to doubt the worst, therefore I'll be gone. Exit. Act 3, Scene 5. The same. Cry within. Hold him, hold him. Enter Mouse the Clown with a pot. Hold him, hold him, hold him. There's a stir indeed. Here came Hugh after the crier. And I was set close at Mother Nip's house, and there I called for three pots of ale, as tis the manner of us courtiers.
"'Now, sirrah, I had taken the maidenhead of two of them. "'Now, as I was lifting up the third to my mouth, there came—' "'Hold him, hold him! "'Now, I could not tell whom to catch hold on, but I am sure I caught one. "'Perchance a may be in this pot. "'Well, I'll see. "'I cannot see him yet. "'Well, I'll look a little further.'
"'Mas, he is a little slave, if it be here. Why, here's no body. All this goes well yet. But if the old trot should come for her pot—' "'Ay, Mary, there's the matter. But I care not. I'll face her out, and call her old rusty, dusty, musty, fusty, crusty firebrand. And worse than all that. And so face her out of her pot.'
"'But, soft, here she comes,' entered the old woman. "'Come on, you knave. Where's my pot, you knave?' "'Go look your pot. Come not to me for your pot, to a good for you.' "'Thou liest, thou knave. Thou hast my pot.' "'You lie, and you say it. I, your pot? I know what I'll say.'
Why, what wilt thou say? But say I have him, and thou darest. Why, thou knave, thou hast not only my pot, but my drink unpaid for. You lie like an old... I will not say whore. Dost thou call me a whore? Cap thee for my pot. Cap me, and thou darest. Search me whether I have it or not.
she searcheth him and he drinketh over her head and casteth down the pot she stumbles at it then they fall together by the ears she takes her pot and goes out exit enters agasto oh now sirrah what's the matter oh flies master flies flies where are they
"'Oh, here, master, all about your face.' "'Why, thou liest, I think thou art mad.' "'Why, master, I have killed a Dunkartful at the least.' "'Go to, sirrah, leaving this idle talk, give ear to me.' "'Oh, give you one of my ears? Not, and you are ten masters.' "'Why, sir, I bid you give ear to my words.'
"'I tell you, I will not be made a curtail for no man's pleasure.' "'I tell thee, attend what I say. Go thy way straight and rear the whole town.' "'Oh, rear the town? Even to go yourself? It is more than I can do. Why, do you think I can rear a town that can scarce rear a pot of ale to my head? I should rear a town, should I not?'
"'Go to the constable and make a privy search, for the shepherd has run away with the king's daughter.' "'Oh! Is the shepherd run away with the king's daughter, or is the king's daughter run away with the shepherd?' "'I cannot tell, but they are both gone together.' "'What a fool is she to run away with the shepherd! Why, I think I am a little handsomer man than the shepherd myself.'
But tell me, master, must I make a privy search, or search in the privy? Why, doest thou think they will be there? I cannot tell. Well, then, search everywhere. Leave no place unsearched for them. Exit. Oh, now am I in office. Now will I to that old firebrand's house, and will not leave one place unsearched.
"'Nay, I'll to her ale stand and drink as long as I can stand, and when I have done, I'll let out all the rest, to see if he be not bid in the barrel. And I find him not there, I'll to the cupboard. I'll not leave one corner of her house unsearched. If faith ye all crossed, I will be with you now.'
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Act IV of Muchedorus by William Shakespeare This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Act IV, Scene 1. Valentia, the court. Sound music. Enter the King of Valentia, Anselmo, Roderigo, Lord Boracchius, with others.
Enough of music, it but adds to torment. Delights to vex spirits are as dates set to a sickly man, which rather cloy than comfort. Let me entreat you to entreat no more. Let your strings sleep, have done there. Let the music cease. Mirth to a soul disturbed are embers turned, which sudden gleam with molestation, but sooner lose their sight for treachery.
"'Tis gold bestowed upon a rioter which not relieves but murders him. "'Tis a drug given to the helpful which infects, not cures. "'How can a father that hath lost his son, a prince both wise, virtuous, and valiant, "'take pleasure in the idle acts of time? "'No, no, till Musidorus I shall see again. "'All joy is comfortless, all pleasure pain.'"
your son my lord is well i pray thee speak that thrice the prince your son is safe o where anselmo sir fit me with that in aragon my liege
and at his parter bound my secrecy by his affectionous love not to disclose it but care of him and pity of your age makes my tongue blab what my breast vow'd concealment thou not deceiv'st me i ever thought thee what i find thee now an upright loyal man but what desire or young fed humour nursed with the brain drew him so privately to argon
a forcing adamant love mixed with fear and doubtful jealousy whether a port gilded a worthless chunk or amadine deserves her high exaltment
see our provision be in readiness collect us followers of the comeliest hue for our chief guardians wield thither wind the crystal eye of heaven shall not thrice wink nor the green flood six times his shoulders turn till we salute the argonian king music speak loudly now the season's apt for former dollars are in pleasure rapt omnis act four scene two the forest
Enter Muchadoros to disguise himself. Now, Muchadoros, whither wilt thou go? Home to thy father, to thy native soil? Or try some long abode within these woods? Well, I will hence depart, and hie me home. What, hie me home, said that may not be. In Amadine rests my felicity. Then, Muchadoros, do as thou didst decree.
attire thee hermit-like within these groves walk often to the beach and view the well make settles there and seat thyself thereon and when thou feel'st thyself to be athirst then drink a hearty draught to amadine no doubt she thinks on thee and will one day come pledge thee at this well come habit thou art fit for me he beskastleth himself no shepherd now a hermit i must be methinks this fits me very well
now must i learn to bear a walking-staff and exercise some gravity withal enter the clown here's throw the wads and throw the wads to look out a shepherd and a stray king's daughter but soft who have we here what art thou i am a hermit an emmet i never saw such a big emmet in all my life before
I tell you, sir, I am a hermit, one that leads a solitary life within these woods. Oh, I know thee now. Thou art he that eats up all the hips and haws. We could not have one piece of fat bacon for thee all this year. Thou dost mistake me. But, I pray thee, tell me what dost thou seek in these woods? What do I seek? For a stray king's daughter, run away with a shepherd.
"'A stray king's daughter run away with a shepherd. Wherefore canst thou tell?' "'Yes, that I can. Tis this. My master and Amadine, walking one day abroad, nearer to these woods than they were used, about what I cannot tell, but toward them comes running a great bear.'
"'Now my master?' He played the man and ran away, and young Amadine crying after him. "'Now, sir, comes me a shepherd, and strikes off the bear's head. "'Now, whether the bear were dead before, or no, I cannot tell, "'for bring twenty bears before me, and bind their hands and feet, and I'll kill them all. "'Now ever since, Amadine has been in love with a shepherd.'
"'And, by good will, she's even run away with the shepherd.' "'What manner of man was he? Canst describe him unto me?' "'Scribe him? Ay, I warrant you, that I can. I was a little, low, broad, tall, narrow, big, well-favoured fellow, a jerkin of white cloth, and buttons of the same cloth.'
Thou describst him well, but if I chance to see any such, pray you where shall I find you, or what's your name? My name is called Master Mouse. Oh, Master Mouse. I pray you what office might you bear in the court? I'll marry, sir. I am a rusher of the stable. Oh, usher of the table. Nay, I say rusher, and I'll prove mine office good.
why look sir when any comes from under the sea or so and a dog chance to blow his nose backward then with a whip i give him the good time of the day and straw rushes presently therefore i am a rusher a high office i promise ye
but where shall i find you in the court why where it is best being either in the kitchen eating or in the buttery drinking but if you come i will provide for thee a piece of beef and brewis knuckle-deep in fat pray you take pains and remember master mouse exit sir i warrant i will not forget you ah amadine what should become of thee whither shouldst thou go so long unknown
with watch and ward each passage is beset so that she cannot long escape unknown doubtless she hath lost herself within these woods and wandering to and fro she seeks the well which yet she cannot find therefore will i seek her out exit act four scene three the same enter bremo and amadine amadine how like you bremo and his woods
as like the woods of bremo's cruelty though i were dumb and could not answer him the beasts themselves would with relenting tears bewail thy savage and unhumane deeds my love why dost thou murmur to thyself speak louder for the bremo hears thee not my bremo no the shepherd is my love
have i not saved thee from sudden death giving thee leave to live that thou mightst love and dost thou weep me on to cruelty come kiss me sweet for all my favour is past i may not bremo and therefore pardon me see how she flings away from me i will follow and give a rend to her
"'Deny my love? Ah, worm of beauty, I will chastise thee. Come, come, prepare thy head upon the block.' "'Oh, spare me, Bremo, love should limit life, not to be made a murderer of himself. If thou wilt glut thy loving heart with blood, encounter with the lion or the bear, and like a wolf pray not upon a lamb.'
why then dost thou repine at me if thou wilt love me thou shalt be my queen i will crown thee with a chaplet made of ivy and make the rose and lily wait on thee
I'll rend the burly branches from the oak to shadow thee from burning sun. The trees shall spread themselves where thou dost go, and as they spread, I'll trace along with thee. Amadine, aside. You may, for who but you.
thou shalt be fed with quails and partridges with blackbirds larks thrushes and nightingales thy drink shall be goat's milk and crystal water distilled from the fountains and the clearest springs and all the dainties that the woods afford i'll freely give thee to obtain thy love
Amadine, aside. You may, for who but you. The day I'll spend to recreate my love with all the pleasures that I can devise. And in the night I'll be thy bedfellow and lovingly embrace thee in mine arms. Amadine, aside. One may, so may not you.
the satyrs and the wood-nymphs shall attend on thee and lull thee asleep with music's sound and in the morning when thou dost awake the lark shall sing good-morn to my queen and whilst he sings i'll kiss my amadine amadine aside you may for who but you
When thou art up, the wood-lane shall be strawed with violets, cowslips, and sweet marigolds for thee to trample and to trace upon. And I will teach thee how to kill the deer, to chase the hart, and how to rouse the roe, if thou wilt live to love and honour me. Amadine, aside.
you may for who but you enter muchadoros muchador welcome sir an hour ago i looked for such a guest be merry wench we'll have a frolic feast he is flesh enough to suffice us both stay sirrah wilt thou fight or dost thou yield to die sirrah i want a weapon how can i fight
Thou want'st a weapon? Why then thou yield'st to die? I say not so; I do not yield to die. Thou shalt not choose; I long to see thee dead. Yet spare him, Bremo, spare him. Away, I say; I will not spare him. Yet give me leave to speak. Thou shalt not speak.
yet give him leave to speak for my sake speak on but be not over long in time of yore when men like brutish beasts did lead their lives in loathsome cells and woods and wholly gave themselves to witless will a rude unruly rout then man to man became a present prey then might prevailed the weakest went to wars
right was unknown for wrong was all in all as men thus lived in this great outrage behold one orpheus came as poets tell and them from rudeness unto reason brought who led by reason soon forsook the woods instead of caves they built them castles strong cities and towns were founded by them then
glad were they they found such ease and in the end they grew to perfect amity weighing their former wickedness they termed the time wherein they lived then a golden age a goodly golden age
now bramo for so i hear thee called if men which lived to-fore as thou dost now wily and wood addicted all to spoil returned were by worthy orpheus means let me like orpheus cause thee to return from murder bloodshed and like cruelty what should we fight before we have a cause no let's live and love together faithfully i'll fight for thee
Fight for me or die, or fight or else thou diest. Hold, Bremo, hold. Away, I say, thou troublest me. You promised me to make me your queen. I did, I mean no less. You promised that I should have my will. I did, I mean no less. Then save this hermit's life, for he may save us both.
At thy request I'll spare him, but never any after him. Say, hermit, what canst thou do? I'll wait on thee some time upon the queen. Such service shalt thou shortly have as Bramo never had. Act IV, Scene IV, The Court. Enters Agasto, the Clown, and Rombelo.
"'Come, sirs, what, shall I never have you find out, Amadine and the shepherd?' "'And I have been through the woods, and through the woods, and could see nothing but an emmet.' "'Why, I see a thousand emmets. Thou meanest a little one?' "'Nay, that emmet that I saw was bigger than thou art.' "'Bigger than I? What a fool have you to your man! I pray you, master, turn him away.'
But dost thou hear? Was he not a man? I think he was, for he said he did lead a salt-sower life about the woods. Thou wouldst say a solitary life about the woods. I think it was so indeed. I thought what a fool thou art. Thou art a wise man. Why, he did nothing but sleep since he went. But tell me, Mouse, how did he go?
"'In a white gown, and a white hat on his head, and a staff in his hand.' "'I thought so. It was a hermit that walked a solitary life in the woods. Well, get you to dinner, and after never leave seeking till you bring some news of them, or I'll hang you both.' "'Exit.' "'How now, Rombello? What shall we do now?'
Faith, I'll home to dinner, and afterward to sleep. Why, then, thou wilt be hanged. Faith, I care not, for I know I shall never find them. Well, I'll once more abroad, and if I cannot find them, I'll never come home again. I'll tell thee what, Rumbello. Thou shalt go in at one end of the wood, and I at the other, and we will meet both together at the midst.
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this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox dot org act v scene i the forest enter unknown to any here within these woods with bloody bramo do i lead my life the monster he doth murder all he meets he spareth none and none doth him escape who would continue
Who but only I in such a cruel cutthroat's company? Yet Amadine is there. How can I choose? Ah, silly soul, how oftentimes she sits and sighs and calls. Come, shepherd, come, sweet Moutrodorus, come and set me free. When Moutrodorus present stands her by, but here she comes. Enter Amadine. What news, fair lady, as you walk these woods?
Ah, hermit, none but bad, and such as thou knowest. How do you like your bramo and his woods? Not my bramo, nor bramo his woods. And why not yours? Methinks he loves you well. I like him not. His love to me is nothing worth. Lady, in this methinks you offer wrong, to hate the man that ever loves you best.
Ah, hermit, I take no pleasure in his love, Neither yet doth Brimo like me best. Pardon my boldness, fair lady, Sith we both may safely talk, now out of Brimo's sight. Unfold to me, if so you please, the full discourse, How, when, and why you came into these woods, And fell into this bloody butcher's hands. Hermit, I will, of a late worthy shepherd I did love.
a shepherd lady sure a man unfit to match with you hermit this is true and when we had stay there the wild man comes refer the rest until another time enter what secret tale is this what whispering have we here villain i charge thee tell thy tale again if needs i must lo here it is again
when as we both had lost the sight of thee it grieved us both but specially thy queen who in thy absence ever fears the worst lest some mischance befall your royal grace shall my sweet braymer wander through the woods toil to and fro for to redress my want hazard his life and all to cherish me i like not this quoth she
and thereupon craved to know of me if i could teach her hand or weapons well my answer was i had small skill therein but glad most mighty king to learn of thee and this was all whatso none can dislike o this i'll teach you both to fight but first my queen begin
Here, take this weapon. See how the cats use it. This is too big. I cannot wield it in my arm. If so, we'll have a naughty Crabtree staff for thee. But, Syrah, tell me, what sayst thou? With all my heart, I willing am to learn. Then take my staff and see how cats wield it.
First, teach me how to hold it in my hand. Thou holdest it well. Look how he doth. Thou mayst the sooner learn. Next, tell me how and when tis best to strike. Tis best to strike when time doth serve. Tis best to lose no time. Muchidoros, aside. Then now or never is my time to strike.
And when thou strikest, be sure thou hit the head. The head? The very head. Then have it dine. He strikes him down head. So lie there and die, a death no doubt according to desert, or else a worse, as thou deservest a worse. It glads my heart this tyrant's death to see.
Now, lady, it remains in you to end the tale you lately had begun. Being interrupted by this wicked wight, you said you loved a shepherd. Aye, so I do, and none but only him, and will do still as long as life shall last. But tell me, lady, sith I set you free, what course of life do you intend to take? I will disguised wander through the world till I have found him out.
How if you find your shepherd in these woods? Ah, none so happy then as Amadine. He disclosed it himself. In tract of time a man may alter much. Say, lady, do you know your shepherd well? My Muchadorus, hath he set me free? Muchadorus, he hath set thee free. And lived so long unknown to Amadine? Ay, that's a question whereof you may not be resolved.
you know that i am banished from the court i know likewise each passage is beset so that we cannot long escape unknown therefore my will is this that we return right through the thicket to the wild man's cave and there awhile live on his provision until the search and narrow watch be passed this is my counsel and i think it best i think the very same come let's begone
Enter the clown who searches and falls over the wild man and so carry him away. Nay, soft sir, are you here? A bot's on you. I was like to be hanged for not finding you. We would borrow a certain stray king's daughter of you. A wench, a wench, sir, we would have. A wench of me? I'll make thee eat my sword.
oh lord nay and you are so lusty i'll call a cooling card for you oh master master come away quickly enters the gaston what's the matter look master damadine and the shepherd oh brave what minion have i found you out nay that's a lie i found her out myself thou gadding hath's wife
What cause hast thou to go abroad, when, as thou know'st, our wedding-day is so nigh? Not so, Sagasto, no such thing in hand. Show your assurance, then I'll answer you. Thy father's promise my assurance is. But what he promised he hath not performed. It rests in thee for to perform the same. Not I. And why? So is my will, and therefore even so.
Master, with a nonny-nonny no. Ay, wicked villain, art thou here? What needs these words? We weigh them not. We weigh them not, proud shepherd. I scorn thy company. We'll not have a corner of thy company. I scorn not thee, nor yet the least of thine. That's a lie. I would have killed me with this Pugsnando.
This stoutness, Amadine, contents me not. Then seek another that may you better please. Well, Amadine, it only rests in thee without delay to make thy choice of three. There stands Segasto. Here a shepherd stands. There stands the third. Now make thy choice. A lord at least I am.
My choice is made, for I will none but thee. A worthy mate, no doubt, for such a wife. And, Amadine, why wilt thou none but me? I cannot keep thee as thy father did. I have no lands for to maintain thy state. Moreover, if thou mean to be my wife, commonly this must be thy use. To bed at midnight, up at four, drudge all day and trudge from place to place, whereby our daily victual for to win.
and last of all which is the worst of all no princess then but plain a shepherd's wife then god gie you go morrow goodly shepherd it shall not need if armadine do live thou shalt be crowned king of aragon o master laugh when he's a king then i'll be a queen then know that which ne'er to-fore was known
i am no shepherd no aragonian i but born of royal blood my fathers of valencia king my mother queen who for thy secret sake took this hard task in hand valentine ah how i joy my fortune is so good
well now i see sagasto shall not speed but musidorus i as much do joy to see thee here within our court of aragon as if a kingdom had befain me this time i with my heart surrender it to thee he giveth her unto him and lose what right to armadine i have
what a barn's door and born where my father was constable how abouts on thee how dost thee thanks sagasto but yet you levelled at the crown master bear this and bear all why so sir he says you take a goose by the crown go to sir away post you to the king whose heart is fraught with careful doubts
glad him up and tell him these good news and we will follow as fast as we may i go master i run master act five scene two open place near the court of the king of aragon enter the king and colin
Break, heart, and end my paled woes, My Amadine, the comfort of my life, How can I joy except she were in sight? Her absence breathes sorrow to my soul, And with a thunder breaks my heart in twain. Forbear those passions, gentle king, And you shall see 'twill turn unto the best, And bring your soul to quiet and to joy.
such joy as death i do assure me that and nought but death unless of her i hear and that with speed i cannot sigh thus long but what a tumult do i hear within they cry within joy and happiness i hear a noise of overpassing joy within the court my lord be of good comfort and here comes one in haste enter the clown running
A king! A king! A king! Why, how now, Sarah? What's the matter? Oh, tis news for a king. Tis worth money. Why, sir, thou shalt have silver and gold if it be good. Oh, tis good, tis good. Amadine! Oh, what of her? Tell me, and I will make thee a knight.
how a sprite no my lady i will not be a sprite masters get ye away if i be a sprite i shall be so lean i shall make you all afraid thou sot the king means to make thee a gentleman why i shall want peril thou shalt want for nothing then stand away trick up thyself here they come enter segasto muchidoros and amadine
My gracious father, pardon thy disloyal daughter. What do mine eyes behold, my daughter Amadine? Rise up, dear daughter, and let these, my embracing arms, show some token of thy father's joy, which ever since thy departure hath languished in sorrow. Dear father, never were your sorrows greater than my griefs.
Never you so desolate as I comfortless, yet nevertheless acknowledging myself to be the cause of both, on bended knees, I humbly crave your pardon. I'll pardon thee, dear daughter, but as for him— Ah, father, what of him? As sure as I am a king, and wear the crown, I will revenge on that accursed wretch.
yet worthy prince work not thy will in wrath show favour ay such favour as thou deservest i do deserve the daughter of a king o impudent a shepherd and so insolent no shepherd i but a worthy prince in fair conceit not princely born
yes prince libaun my father is a king my mother queen and of valencia both what musidorus welcome to our court what cause hast thou to come to me disguised no cause to fear i cause no offence but this desiring thy daughter's virtues for to see disguised myself from out my father's court
unknown to any in secret i did rest and past many troubles near to death so hath your daughter my partaker been as you shall know hereafter more at large desiring you you will give her to me even as mine own and sovereign of my life then shall i think my travels are well spent
With all my heart, were it far a greater thing,
and what i may to furnish up their rights with pleasing sport and pastimes you shall see thanks good sagasto i will think of this thanks good my lord and while i live account of me in what i can or may and good sagasto these great courtesies shall not be forgot why hark you master bones what have you done
what given away the wench you made me take such pains for you are wise indeed mas and i had known of that i would have had her myself thither master now we may go to breakfast with a wood-coke pie go sir you were best leave this knavery
Come on, my lords, let's now to court, where we may finish up the joyfullest day that ever happed to a distressed king. Where about thy father, the Valencia lord, present in view of this combining knot? I shall do with him. Enter a messenger. What shout was that? My lord, the great Valencia king, newly arrived, entreats your presence. My father?
prepared welcomes give him entertainment a happier planet never reigned than that which governs at this hour sound enter the king of valencia anselmo rodrigo boracchius with others the king runs and embraces his son
rise honour my age food to my rest condemn not mighty king of aragon my rude behaviour so compelled by nature that manners stood unacknowledged
What we have to recite would tedious prove by declaration, therefore in and feast. Tomorrow the performance shall explain what words conceal. Till then, drums speak, bells ring, give plosive welcomes to our brother king. Sound drums and trumpets, exeunt omnes. End of Act V. Epilogue. Enter comedy and envy.
how now envy what flushest thou already peep forth i knot thy head with shame but with a courage praise a woman's deeds thy threats were vain thou couldst do me no hurt although thou seem'dst to cross me with despite i overwhelm'd and turn'd upside down thy block and made thyself to stumble at the same
thou stumbled yet not overthrown thou canst not draw my heart to mildness yet must i needs confess thou hast done well and played thy part with mirth and pleasant glee say all this yet canst thou not conquer me although this time thou hast got yet not the conquest neither
double revenge another time i'll have envy spit thy gall plundered drive create new fallacies teem from thy womb each minute a black traitor whose blood and thoughts have twins conception
study to act deeds yet unchronicled cast native monsters in the moulds of men cast vicious devils under sainted rushets unhasp the wicket where all perjureds roost and swarm this ball with treasons do thy worst thou canst not hell-hound cross my star to-night nor blind that glory where i wish delight i can i will nefarious hag begin and let us tug till one the mastery win
comedy thou art a shallow goose i'll overthrow thee in thine own intent and make thy fall my comic merriment thy policy wants gravity thou art too weak speak fiend as how from my foul study will i hoist a wretch a lean and hungry meagre cannibal whose jaws swell to his eyes with chawing malice
and him i'll make a poet what's that to the purpose this scrambling raven with his needy beard will i wet on to write a comedy wherein shall be composed dark sentences pleasing to factious brains and every other ware place me a jest whose high abuse shall more torment than blows
then i myself quicker than lightning will fly me to a puissant magistrate and waiting with a trencher at his beck in midst of jollity rehearse those galls with some additions so lately vented in your theatre he upon this cannot but make complaint to your great danger or at least restraint
i laugh to hear thy folly this is a trap for boys not men nor such especially desertful in their doings whose staid discretion rules their purposes i and my faction do eschew those vices but see oh see the weary son for rest hath laid his golden compass to the west where he perpetual bide and ever shine as david's offspring in his happy clime
stoop envy stoop bow to the earth with me let's beg our pardons on our bended knee they kneel my power has lost her might envy's dates expired yon splendid majesty hath felled my sting and i amazed am fall down and quake glorious and wise arch-caesar on this earth at whose appearance envy's stroken dumb and all bad things cease operation
vouchsafe to pardon our unwilling error so late presented to your gracious view and will endeavour with excessive pain to please your senses in a choicer strain thus we commit you to the arms of night whose spangled carcass would for your delight strive to excel the day be blessed then who other wishes let him never speak amen to fame and honour we commend your rest live still more happy every hour more blest
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