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@@ -13,7 +13,7 @@ Title: The Complete Works of William Shakespeare
 Author: William Shakespeare
 
 Release Date: January 1994 [eBook #100]
-[Most recently updated: June 3, 2023]
+[Most recently updated: June 18, 2023]
 
 Language: English
 
@@ -172427,1295 +172427,1398 @@ Enter VALENTINE
 
 THE TWO NOBLE KINSMEN
 
-Presented at the Blackfriers by the Kings Maiesties servants, with
-great applause:
-
-Written by the memorable Worthies of their time;
-
-Mr John Fletcher, Gent., and
-Mr William Shakspeare, Gent.
-
-Printed at London by Tho. Cotes, for John Waterson: and are to be sold
-at the signe of the Crowne in Pauls Church-yard. 1634.
-
-(The Persons represented in the Play.
-
-Hymen,
-Theseus,
-Hippolita, Bride to Theseus
-Emelia, Sister to Theseus
-[Emelia's Woman],
-Nymphs,
-Three Queens,
-Three valiant Knights,
-Palamon, and
-Arcite, The two Noble Kinsmen, in love with fair Emelia
-[Valerius],
-Perithous,
-[A Herald],
-[A Gentleman],
-[A Messenger],
-[A Servant],
-[Wooer],
-[Keeper],
-Jaylor,
-His Daughter, in love with Palamon
-[His brother],
-[A Doctor],
-[4] Countreymen,
-[2 Friends of the Jaylor],
-[3 Knights],
-[Nel, and other]
-Wenches,
-A Taborer,
-Gerrold, A Schoolmaster.)
 
-PROLOGUE.
 
-[Florish.]
-
-New Playes, and Maydenheads, are neare a kin,
-Much follow'd both, for both much mony g'yn,
-If they stand sound, and well: And a good Play
-(Whose modest Sceanes blush on his marriage day,
-And shake to loose his honour) is like hir
-That after holy Tye and first nights stir
-Yet still is Modestie, and still retaines
-More of the maid to sight, than Husbands paines;
-We pray our Play may be so; For I am sure
-It has a noble Breeder, and a pure,
-A learned, and a Poet never went
-More famous yet twixt Po and silver Trent:
-Chaucer (of all admir'd) the Story gives,
-There constant to Eternity it lives.
-If we let fall the Noblenesse of this,
-And the first sound this child heare, be a hisse,
-How will it shake the bones of that good man,
-And make him cry from under ground, 'O fan
-From me the witles chaffe of such a wrighter
-That blastes my Bayes, and my fam'd workes makes lighter
-Then Robin Hood!'  This is the feare we bring;
-For to say Truth, it were an endlesse thing,
+
+Contents
+
+ ACT I
+ PROLOGUE
+ Scene I. Athens. Before a temple
+ Scene II. Thebes. The Court of the Palace
+ Scene III. Before the gates of Athens
+ Scene IV. A field before Thebes.
+ Scene V. Another part of the same, more remote from Thebes
+
+ ACT II
+ Scene I. Athens. A garden, with a castle in the background
+ Scene II. The prison
+ Scene III. The country near Athens
+ Scene IV. Athens. A room in the prison
+ Scene V. An open place in Athens
+ Scene VI. Athens. Before the prison
+
+ ACT III
+ Scene I. A forest near Athens
+ Scene II. Another Part of the forest
+ Scene III. The same part of the forest as in scene I.
+ Scene IV. Another part of the forest
+ Scene V. Another part of the forest
+ Scene VI. The same part of the forest as in scene III.
+
+ ACT IV
+ Scene I. Athens. A room in the prison
+ Scene II. A Room in the Palace
+ Scene III. A room in the prison
+
+ ACT V
+ Scene I. Athens. Before the Temples of Mars, Venus, and Diana
+ Scene II. Athens. A Room in the Prison
+ Scene III. A part of the Forest near Athens, and near the Place appointed for the Combat
+ Scene IV. The same; a Block prepared
+ EPILOGUE
+
+
+
+
+Dramatis Personæ
+
+PROLOGUE
+
+ARCITE, the two noble kinsmen, cousins,
+PALAMON, nephews of Creon, King of Thebes
+
+THESEUS, Duke of Athens
+HIPPOLYTA, Queen of the Amazons, later Duchess of Athens
+EMELIA, Sister of Hippolyta
+PIRITHOUS, friend to Theseus
+
+Three QUEENS, widows of the kings killed in laying siege to Thebes
+
+The JAILER of Theseus’s prison
+His DAUGHTER, in love with Palamon
+His BROTHER,
+The WOOER of the Jailer’s daughter
+Two FRIENDS of the Jailer,
+A DOCTOR
+
+ARTESIUS, an Athenian soldier
+VALERIUS, a Theban
+WOMAN, attending on Emilia
+An Athenian GENTLEMAN
+Six KNIGHTS, three accompanying Arcite, three Palamon
+
+Six COUNTRYMEN, one dressed as a Bavian or baboon
+Gerald, a SCHOOLMASTER
+NEL, a countrywoman
+A TABORER
+
+A singing BOY
+A HERALD
+A MESSENGER
+A SERVANT
+
+EPILOGUE
+
+Hymen (god of weddings), lords, soldiers, four countrywomen (Fritz,
+Maudlin, Luce, and Barbary), nymphs, attendants, maids, executioner,
+guard
+
+SCENE: Athens and the Neighbourhood, except in part of the first Act,
+where it is Thebes and the Neighbourhood
+
+
+
+
+PROLOGUE
+
+
+Flourish. Enter Prologue.
+
+PROLOGUE.
+New plays and maidenheads are near akin:
+Much followed both, for both much money gi’en,
+If they stand sound and well. And a good play,
+Whose modest scenes blush on his marriage day
+And shake to lose his honour, is like her
+That after holy tie and first night’s stir
+Yet still is Modesty, and still retains
+More of the maid, to sight, than husband’s pains.
+We pray our play may be so, for I am sure
+It has a noble breeder and a pure,
+A learned, and a poet never went
+More famous yet ’twixt Po and silver Trent.
+Chaucer, of all admired, the story gives;
+There, constant to eternity, it lives.
+If we let fall the nobleness of this,
+And the first sound this child hear be a hiss,
+How will it shake the bones of that good man
+And make him cry from underground, “O, fan
+From me the witless chaff of such a writer
+That blasts my bays and my famed works makes lighter
+Than Robin Hood!” This is the fear we bring;
+For, to say truth, it were an endless thing
 And too ambitious, to aspire to him,
-Weake as we are, and almost breathlesse swim
-In this deepe water.  Do but you hold out
-Your helping hands, and we shall take about,
-And something doe to save us: You shall heare
-Sceanes, though below his Art, may yet appeare
-Worth two houres travell.  To his bones sweet sleepe:
-Content to you.  If this play doe not keepe
-A little dull time from us, we perceave
-Our losses fall so thicke, we must needs leave.  [Florish.]
+Weak as we are, and, almost breathless, swim
+In this deep water. Do but you hold out
+Your helping hands, and we shall tack about
+And something do to save us. You shall hear
+Scenes, though below his art, may yet appear
+Worth two hours’ travel. To his bones sweet sleep;
+Content to you. If this play do not keep
+A little dull time from us, we perceive
+Our losses fall so thick, we must needs leave.
+
+[_Flourish. Exit._]
+
+
+
 
 ACT I
 
-SCENE 1. (Athens.  Before a temple.)
-
-[Enter Hymen with a Torch burning: a Boy, in a white Robe before
- singing, and strewing Flowres: After Hymen, a Nimph, encompast
-in
- her Tresses, bearing a wheaten Garland.  Then Theseus betweene
- two other Nimphs with wheaten Chaplets on their heades.  Then
- Hipolita the Bride, lead by Pirithous, and another holding a
- Garland over her head (her Tresses likewise hanging.)  After
- her Emilia holding up her Traine.  (Artesius and Attendants.)]
-
-The Song,  [Musike.]
-
-Roses their sharpe spines being gon,
-Not royall in their smels alone,
-But in their hew.
-Maiden Pinckes, of odour faint,
-Dazies smel-lesse, yet most quaint
-And sweet Time true.
-
-Prim-rose first borne child of Ver,
-Merry Spring times Herbinger,
-With her bels dimme.
-Oxlips, in their Cradles growing,
-Mary-golds, on death beds blowing,
-Larkes-heeles trymme.
-
-All deere natures children sweete,
-Ly fore Bride and Bridegroomes feete,  [Strew Flowers.]
-Blessing their sence.
-Not an angle of the aire,
-Bird melodious, or bird faire,
-Is absent hence.
-
-The Crow, the slaundrous Cuckoe, nor
-The boding Raven, nor Chough hore
-Nor chattring Pie,
-May on our Bridehouse pearch or sing,
+SCENE I. Athens. Before a temple
+
+
+Enter Hymen with a torch burning; a Boy, in a white robe before
+singing, and strewing flowers. After Hymen, a Nymph encompassed in her
+tresses, bearing a wheaten garland; then Theseus between two other
+Nymphs with wheaten chaplets on their heads. Then Hippolyta, the bride,
+led by Pirithous, and another holding a garland over her head, her
+tresses likewise hanging. After her, Emilia, holding up her train. Then
+Artesius and Attendants.
+
+[_Music._]
+
+The Song
+
+_Roses, their sharp spines being gone,
+Not royal in their smells alone,
+    But in their hue;
+Maiden pinks of odour faint,
+Daisies smell-less, yet most quaint,
+    And sweet thyme true;_
+
+_Primrose, first-born child of Ver,
+Merry springtime’s harbinger,
+    With harebells dim,
+Oxlips in their cradles growing,
+Marigolds on deathbeds blowing,
+    Lark’s-heels trim;_
+
+[_Strews flowers._]
+
+_All dear Nature’s children sweet
+Lie ’fore bride and bridegroom’s feet,
+    Blessing their sense.
+Not an angel of the air,
+Bird melodious or bird fair,
+    Is absent hence._
+
+_The crow, the sland’rous cuckoo, nor
+The boding raven, nor chough hoar,
+    Nor chatt’ring ’pie,
+May on our bride-house perch or sing,
 Or with them any discord bring,
-But from it fly.
+    But from it fly._
 
-[Enter 3. Queenes in Blacke, with vailes staind, with imperiall
- Crownes.  The 1. Queene fals downe at the foote of Theseus; The
- 2. fals downe at the foote of Hypolita.  The 3. before Emilia.]
+Enter three Queens in black, with veils stained, with imperial crowns.
+The first Queen falls down at the foot of Theseus; the second falls
+down at the foot of Hippolyta; the third before Emilia.
 
-1. QUEEN.
-For pitties sake and true gentilities,
-Heare, and respect me.
+FIRST QUEEN.
+For pity’s sake and true gentility’s,
+Hear and respect me.
 
-2. QUEEN.
-For your Mothers sake,
-And as you wish your womb may thrive with faire ones,
-Heare and respect me.
+SECOND QUEEN.
+For your mother’s sake,
+And as you wish your womb may thrive with fair ones,
+Hear and respect me.
 
-3. QUEEN
-Now for the love of him whom Iove hath markd
-The honour of your Bed, and for the sake
-Of cleere virginity, be Advocate
-For us, and our distresses.  This good deede
-Shall raze you out o'th Booke of Trespasses
-All you are set downe there.
+THIRD QUEEN.
+Now, for the love of him whom Jove hath marked
+The honour of your bed, and for the sake
+Of clear virginity, be advocate
+For us and our distresses. This good deed
+Shall raze you out o’ th’ book of trespasses
+All you are set down there.
 
 THESEUS.
-Sad Lady, rise.
+Sad lady, rise.
 
-HIPPOLITA.
+HIPPOLYTA.
 Stand up.
 
 EMILIA.
 No knees to me.
-What woman I may steed that is distrest,
+What woman I may stead that is distressed,
 Does bind me to her.
 
 THESEUS.
-What's your request?  Deliver you for all.
-
-1. QUEEN.
-We are 3. Queenes, whose Soveraignes fel before
-The wrath of cruell Creon; who endured
-The Beakes of Ravens, Tallents of the Kights,
-And pecks of Crowes, in the fowle feilds of Thebs.
-He will not suffer us to burne their bones,
-To urne their ashes, nor to take th' offence
-Of mortall loathsomenes from the blest eye
-Of holy Phoebus, but infects the windes
-With stench of our slaine Lords.  O pitty, Duke:
-Thou purger of the earth, draw thy feard Sword
-That does good turnes to'th world; give us the Bones
-Of our dead Kings, that we may Chappell them;
-And of thy boundles goodnes take some note
-That for our crowned heades we have no roofe,
-Save this which is the Lyons, and the Beares,
-And vault to every thing.
+What’s your request? Deliver you for all.
+
+FIRST QUEEN.
+We are three queens whose sovereigns fell before
+The wrath of cruel Creon, who endure
+The beaks of ravens, talons of the kites,
+And pecks of crows, in the foul fields of Thebes.
+He will not suffer us to burn their bones,
+To urn their ashes, nor to take th’ offence
+Of mortal loathsomeness from the blest eye
+Of holy Phœbus, but infects the winds
+With stench of our slain lords. O, pity, Duke!
+Thou purger of the earth, draw thy feared sword
+That does good turns to th’ world; give us the bones
+Of our dead kings, that we may chapel them;
+And of thy boundless goodness take some note
+That for our crowned heads we have no roof
+Save this, which is the lion’s and the bear’s,
+And vault to everything.
 
 THESEUS.
-Pray you, kneele not:
-I was transported with your Speech, and suffer'd
-Your knees to wrong themselves; I have heard the fortunes
-Of your dead Lords, which gives me such lamenting
-As wakes my vengeance, and revenge for'em,
-King Capaneus was your Lord: the day
-That he should marry you, at such a season,
-As now it is with me, I met your Groome,
-By Marsis Altar; you were that time faire,
-Not Iunos Mantle fairer then your Tresses,
-Nor in more bounty spread her.  Your wheaten wreathe
-Was then nor threashd, nor blasted; Fortune at you
-Dimpled her Cheeke with smiles: Hercules our kinesman
-(Then weaker than your eies) laide by his Club,
-He tumbled downe upon his Nemean hide
-And swore his sinews thawd: O greife, and time,
-Fearefull consumers, you will all devoure.
-
-1. QUEEN.
-O, I hope some God,
-Some God hath put his mercy in your manhood
-Whereto heel infuse powre, and presse you forth
+Pray you, kneel not.
+I was transported with your speech and suffered
+Your knees to wrong themselves. I have heard the fortunes
+Of your dead lords, which gives me such lamenting
+As wakes my vengeance and revenge for ’em.
+King Capaneus was your lord. The day
+That he should marry you, at such a season
+As now it is with me, I met your groom
+By Mars’s altar. You were that time fair!
+Not Juno’s mantle fairer than your tresses,
+Nor in more bounty spread her. Your wheaten wreath
+Was then nor threshed nor blasted. Fortune at you
+Dimpled her cheek with smiles. Hercules, our kinsman,
+Then weaker than your eyes, laid by his club;
+He tumbled down upon his Nemean hide
+And swore his sinews thawed. O grief and time,
+Fearful consumers, you will all devour!
+
+FIRST QUEEN.
+O, I hope some god,
+Some god hath put his mercy in your manhood,
+Whereto he’ll infuse power, and press you forth
 Our undertaker.
 
 THESEUS.
-O no knees, none, Widdow,
-Vnto the Helmeted Belona use them,
-And pray for me your Souldier.
-Troubled I am.  [turnes away.]
-
-2. QUEEN.
-Honoured Hypolita,
-Most dreaded Amazonian, that hast slaine
-The Sith-tuskd Bore; that with thy Arme as strong
-As it is white, wast neere to make the male
-To thy Sex captive, but that this thy Lord,
-Borne to uphold Creation in that honour
-First nature stilde it in, shrunke thee into
-The bownd thou wast ore-flowing, at once subduing
-Thy force, and thy affection: Soldiresse
-That equally canst poize sternenes with pitty,
+O, no knees, none, widow!
+Unto the helmeted Bellona use them,
+And pray for me, your soldier.
+Troubled I am.
+
+[_Turns away._]
+
+SECOND QUEEN.
+Honoured Hippolyta,
+Most dreaded Amazonian, that hast slain
+The scythe-tusked boar; that with thy arm, as strong
+As it is white, wast near to make the male
+To thy sex captive, but that this thy lord,
+Born to uphold creation in that honour
+First nature styled it in, shrunk thee into
+The bound thou wast o’erflowing, at once subduing
+Thy force and thy affection; soldieress
+That equally canst poise sternness with pity,
 Whom now I know hast much more power on him
-Then ever he had on thee, who ow'st his strength
-And his Love too, who is a Servant for
-The Tenour of thy Speech: Deere Glasse of Ladies,
-Bid him that we, whom flaming war doth scortch,
-Vnder the shaddow of his Sword may coole us:
-Require him he advance it ore our heades;
-Speak't in a womans key: like such a woman
-As any of us three; weepe ere you faile;
+Than ever he had on thee, who ow’st his strength
+And his love too, who is a servant for
+The tenor of thy speech, dear glass of ladies,
+Bid him that we, whom flaming war doth scorch,
+Under the shadow of his sword may cool us;
+Require him he advance it o’er our heads;
+Speak ’t in a woman’s key, like such a woman
+As any of us three; weep ere you fail.
 Lend us a knee;
 But touch the ground for us no longer time
-Then a Doves motion, when the head's pluckt off:
-Tell him if he i'th blood cizd field lay swolne,
-Showing the Sun his Teeth, grinning at the Moone,
-What you would doe.
-
-HIPPOLITA.
-Poore Lady, say no more:
-I had as leife trace this good action with you
+Than a dove’s motion when the head’s plucked off.
+Tell him if he i’ th’ blood-sized field lay swollen,
+Showing the sun his teeth, grinning at the moon,
+What you would do.
+
+HIPPOLYTA.
+Poor lady, say no more.
+I had as lief trace this good action with you
 As that whereto I am going, and never yet
-Went I so willing way.  My Lord is taken
-Hart deepe with your distresse: Let him consider:
-Ile speake anon.
+Went I so willing way. My lord is taken
+Heart-deep with your distress. Let him consider;
+I’ll speak anon.
 
-3. QUEEN.
-O my petition was  [kneele to Emilia.]
-Set downe in yce, which by hot greefe uncandied
-Melts into drops, so sorrow, wanting forme,
-Is prest with deeper matter.
+THIRD QUEEN.
+O, my petition was
+Set down in ice, which by hot grief uncandied
+Melts into drops; so sorrow, wanting form,
+Is pressed with deeper matter.
 
 EMILIA.
-Pray stand up,
-Your greefe is written in your cheeke.
-
-3. QUEEN.
-O woe,
-You cannot reade it there, there through my teares—
-Like wrinckled peobles in a glassie streame
-You may behold 'em.  Lady, Lady, alacke,
-He that will all the Treasure know o'th earth
-Must know the Center too; he that will fish
+Pray, stand up;
+Your grief is written in your cheek.
+
+THIRD QUEEN.
+O, woe!
+You cannot read it there. There through my tears,
+Like wrinkled pebbles in a glassy stream,
+You may behold ’em. Lady, lady, alack!
+He that will all the treasure know o’ th’ earth
+Must know the center too; he that will fish
 For my least minnow, let him lead his line
-To catch one at my heart.  O pardon me:
+To catch one at my heart. O, pardon me!
 Extremity, that sharpens sundry wits,
-Makes me a Foole.
+Makes me a fool.
 
 EMILIA.
-Pray you say nothing, pray you:
-Who cannot feele nor see the raine, being in't,
-Knowes neither wet nor dry: if that you were
-The ground-peece of some Painter, I would buy you
-T'instruct me gainst a Capitall greefe indeed—
-Such heart peirc'd demonstration; but, alas,
-Being a naturall Sifter of our Sex
-Your sorrow beates so ardently upon me,
-That it shall make a counter reflect gainst
-My Brothers heart, and warme it to some pitty,
-Though it were made of stone: pray, have good comfort.
+Pray you say nothing, pray you.
+Who cannot feel nor see the rain, being in ’t,
+Knows neither wet nor dry. If that you were
+The ground-piece of some painter, I would buy you
+T’ instruct me ’gainst a capital grief, indeed
+Such heart-pierced demonstration. But, alas,
+Being a natural sister of our sex,
+Your sorrow beats so ardently upon me
+That it shall make a counter-reflect ’gainst
+My brother’s heart and warm it to some pity,
+Though it were made of stone. Pray have good comfort.
 
 THESEUS.
-Forward to'th Temple, leave not out a Iot
-O'th sacred Ceremony.
-
-1. QUEEN.
-O, This Celebration
-Will long last, and be more costly then
-Your Suppliants war: Remember that your Fame
-Knowles in the eare o'th world: what you doe quickly
+Forward to th’ temple! Leave not out a jot
+O’ th’ sacred ceremony.
+
+FIRST QUEEN.
+O, this celebration
+Will longer last and be more costly than
+Your suppliants’ war! Remember that your fame
+Knolls in the ear o’ th’ world; what you do quickly
 Is not done rashly; your first thought is more
-Then others laboured meditance: your premeditating
-More then their actions: But, oh Iove! your actions,
-Soone as they mooves, as Asprayes doe the fish,
-Subdue before they touch: thinke, deere Duke, thinke
-What beds our slaine Kings have.
-
-2. QUEEN.
-What greifes our beds,
-That our deere Lords have none.
-
-3. QUEEN.
-None fit for 'th dead:
-Those that with Cordes, Knives, drams precipitance,
-Weary of this worlds light, have to themselves
-Beene deathes most horrid Agents, humaine grace
-Affords them dust and shaddow.
-
-1. QUEEN.
-But our Lords
-Ly blistring fore the visitating Sunne,
-And were good Kings, when living.
+Than others’ laboured meditance, your premeditating
+More than their actions. But, O Jove, your actions,
+Soon as they move, as ospreys do the fish,
+Subdue before they touch. Think, dear Duke, think
+What beds our slain kings have!
+
+SECOND QUEEN.
+What griefs our beds,
+That our dear lords have none!
+
+THIRD QUEEN.
+None fit for th’ dead.
+Those that with cords, knives, drams, precipitance,
+Weary of this world’s light, have to themselves
+Been death’s most horrid agents, human grace
+Affords them dust and shadow.
+
+FIRST QUEEN.
+But our lords
+Lie blist’ring ’fore the visitating sun,
+And were good kings when living.
 
 THESEUS.
-It is true, and I will give you comfort,
-To give your dead Lords graves: the which to doe,
-Must make some worke with Creon.
+It is true, and I will give you comfort
+To give your dead lords graves;
+The which to do must make some work with Creon.
 
-1. QUEEN.
-And that worke presents it selfe to'th doing:
-Now twill take forme, the heates are gone to morrow.
-Then, booteles toyle must recompence it selfe
-With it's owne sweat; Now he's secure,
-Not dreames we stand before your puissance
-Wrinching our holy begging in our eyes
-To make petition cleere.
+FIRST QUEEN.
+And that work presents itself to th’ doing.
+Now ’twill take form; the heats are gone tomorrow.
+Then, bootless toil must recompense itself
+With its own sweat. Now he’s secure,
+Not dreams we stand before your puissance,
+Rinsing our holy begging in our eyes
+To make petition clear.
 
-2. QUEEN.
-Now you may take him, drunke with his victory.
+SECOND QUEEN.
+Now you may take him, drunk with his victory.
 
-3. QUEEN.
-And his Army full of Bread, and sloth.
+THIRD QUEEN.
+And his army full of bread and sloth.
 
 THESEUS.
 Artesius, that best knowest
 How to draw out fit to this enterprise
-The prim'st for this proceeding, and the number
-To carry such a businesse, forth and levy
-Our worthiest Instruments, whilst we despatch
-This grand act of our life, this daring deede
-Of Fate in wedlocke.
-
-1. QUEEN.
-Dowagers, take hands;
-Let us be Widdowes to our woes: delay
+The prim’st for this proceeding, and the number
+To carry such a business: forth and levy
+Our worthiest instruments, whilst we dispatch
+This grand act of our life, this daring deed
+Of fate in wedlock.
+
+FIRST QUEEN.
+Dowagers, take hands.
+Let us be widows to our woes; delay
 Commends us to a famishing hope.
 
-ALL.
-Farewell.
+ALL THE QUEENS.
+Farewell!
 
-2. QUEEN.
-We come unseasonably: But when could greefe
-Cull forth, as unpanged judgement can, fit'st time
-For best solicitation.
+SECOND QUEEN.
+We come unseasonably; but when could grief
+Cull forth, as unpanged judgement can, fitt’st time
+For best solicitation?
 
 THESEUS.
-Why, good Ladies,
+Why, good ladies,
 This is a service, whereto I am going,
-Greater then any was; it more imports me
-Then all the actions that I have foregone,
+Greater than any war; it more imports me
+Than all the actions that I have foregone,
 Or futurely can cope.
 
-1. QUEEN.
+FIRST QUEEN.
 The more proclaiming
-Our suit shall be neglected: when her Armes
-Able to locke Iove from a Synod, shall
-By warranting Moone-light corslet thee, oh, when
-Her twyning Cherries shall their sweetnes fall
-Vpon thy tastefull lips, what wilt thou thinke
-Of rotten Kings or blubberd Queenes, what care
-For what thou feelst not? what thou feelst being able
-To make Mars spurne his Drom.  O, if thou couch
-But one night with her, every howre in't will
+Our suit shall be neglected when her arms,
+Able to lock Jove from a synod, shall
+By warranting moonlight corselet thee. O, when
+Her twinning cherries shall their sweetness fall
+Upon thy tasteful lips, what wilt thou think
+Of rotten kings or blubbered queens? What care
+For what thou feel’st not, what thou feel’st being able
+To make Mars spurn his drum? O, if thou couch
+But one night with her, every hour in ’t will
 Take hostage of thee for a hundred, and
-Thou shalt remember nothing more then what
-That Banket bids thee too.
+Thou shalt remember nothing more than what
+That banquet bids thee to.
 
-HIPPOLITA.
-Though much unlike  [Kneeling.]
+HIPPOLYTA.
+Though much unlike
 You should be so transported, as much sorry
-I should be such a Suitour; yet I thinke,
-Did I not by th'abstayning of my joy,
+I should be such a suitor, yet I think,
+Did I not, by th’ abstaining of my joy,
 Which breeds a deeper longing, cure their surfeit
-That craves a present medcine, I should plucke
-All Ladies scandall on me.  Therefore, Sir,
-As I shall here make tryall of my prayres,
+That craves a present med’cine, I should pluck
+All ladies’ scandal on me. Therefore, sir,
+
+[_She kneels._]
+
+As I shall here make trial of my prayers,
 Either presuming them to have some force,
-Or sentencing for ay their vigour dombe:
-Prorogue this busines we are going about, and hang
-Your Sheild afore your Heart, about that necke
-Which is my ffee, and which I freely lend
-To doe these poore Queenes service.
+Or sentencing for aye their vigor dumb,
+Prorogue this business we are going about, and hang
+Your shield afore your heart, about that neck
+Which is my fee, and which I freely lend
+To do these poor queens service.
 
 ALL QUEENS.
-Oh helpe now,
-Our Cause cries for your knee.
+[_To Emilia_.] O, help now!
+Our cause cries for your knee.
 
 EMILIA.
-If you grant not  [Kneeling.]
-My Sister her petition in that force,
-With that Celerity and nature, which
-Shee makes it in, from henceforth ile not dare
-To aske you any thing, nor be so hardy
-Ever to take a Husband.
+[_To Theseus, kneeling_.] If you grant not
+My sister her petition in that force,
+With that celerity and nature, which
+She makes it in, from henceforth I’ll not dare
+To ask you anything, nor be so hardy
+Ever to take a husband.
 
 THESEUS.
 Pray stand up.
-I am entreating of my selfe to doe
-That which you kneele to have me.  Pyrithous,
-Leade on the Bride; get you and pray the Gods
-For successe, and returne; omit not any thing
-In the pretended Celebration.  Queenes,
-Follow your Soldier.  As before, hence you  [to Artesius]
-And at the banckes of Aulis meete us with
-The forces you can raise, where we shall finde
-The moytie of a number, for a busines
-More bigger look't.  Since that our Theame is haste,
-I stamp this kisse upon thy currant lippe;
-Sweete, keepe it as my Token.  Set you forward,
-For I will see you gone.  [Exeunt towards the Temple.]
-Farewell, my beauteous Sister: Pyrithous,
-Keepe the feast full, bate not an howre on't.
-
-PERITHOUS.
+I am entreating of myself to do
+
+[_They rise._]
+
+That which you kneel to have me.—Pirithous,
+Lead on the bride; get you and pray the gods
+For success and return; omit not anything
+In the pretended celebration.—Queens,
+Follow your soldier. [_To Artesius._] As before, hence you,
+And at the banks of Aulis meet us with
+The forces you can raise, where we shall find
+The moiety of a number for a business
+More bigger looked.
+
+[_Exit Artesius._]
+
+[_To Hippolyta._] Since that our theme is haste,
+I stamp this kiss upon thy currant lip;
+Sweet, keep it as my token. Set you forward,
+For I will see you gone.
+
+[_The wedding procession moves towards the temple._]
+
+Farewell, my beauteous sister.—Pirithous,
+Keep the feast full; bate not an hour on ’t.
+
+PIRITHOUS.
 Sir,
-Ile follow you at heeles; The Feasts solempnity
-Shall want till your returne.
+I’ll follow you at heels. The feast’s solemnity
+Shall want till your return.
 
 THESEUS.
-Cosen, I charge you
-Boudge not from Athens; We shall be returning
-Ere you can end this Feast, of which, I pray you,
-Make no abatement; once more, farewell all.
+Cousin, I charge you,
+Budge not from Athens. We shall be returning
+Ere you can end this feast, of which I pray you
+Make no abatement. Once more, farewell all.
+
+[_Exeunt all but Theseus and the Queens._]
 
-1. QUEEN.
-Thus do'st thou still make good the tongue o'th world.
+FIRST QUEEN.
+Thus dost thou still make good the tongue o’ th’ world.
 
-2. QUEEN.
-And earnst a Deity equal with Mars.
+SECOND QUEEN.
+And earn’st a deity equal with Mars.
 
-3. QUEEN.
+THIRD QUEEN.
 If not above him, for
-Thou being but mortall makest affections bend
-To Godlike honours; they themselves, some say,
-Grone under such a Mastry.
+Thou, being but mortal, mak’st affections bend
+To godlike honours; they themselves, some say,
+Groan under such a mast’ry.
 
 THESEUS.
 As we are men,
-Thus should we doe; being sensually subdude,
-We loose our humane tytle.  Good cheere, Ladies.  [Florish.]
-Now turne we towards your Comforts.  [Exeunt.]
+Thus should we do; being sensually subdued,
+We lose our human title. Good cheer, ladies.
+Now turn we towards your comforts.
+
+[_Flourish. Exeunt._]
 
-SCENE 2.  (Thebs).
+SCENE II. Thebes. The Court of the Palace
 
-[Enter Palamon, and Arcite.]
+Enter Palamon and Arcite.
 
 ARCITE.
-Deere Palamon, deerer in love then Blood
-And our prime Cosen, yet unhardned in
-The Crimes of nature; Let us leave the Citty
-Thebs, and the temptings in't, before we further
-Sully our glosse of youth:
-And here to keepe in abstinence we shame
-As in Incontinence; for not to swim
-I'th aide o'th Current were almost to sincke,
-At least to frustrate striving, and to follow
-The common Streame, twold bring us to an Edy
-Where we should turne or drowne; if labour through,
-Our gaine but life, and weakenes.
+Dear Palamon, dearer in love than blood
+And our prime cousin, yet unhardened in
+The crimes of nature, let us leave the city
+Thebes, and the temptings in ’t, before we further
+Sully our gloss of youth
+And here to keep in abstinence we shame
+As in incontinence; for not to swim
+I’ th’ aid o’ th’ current, were almost to sink,
+At least to frustrate striving; and to follow
+The common stream, ’twould bring us to an eddy
+Where we should turn or drown; if labour through,
+Our gain but life and weakness.
 
 PALAMON.
 Your advice
-Is cride up with example: what strange ruins
-Since first we went to Schoole, may we perceive
-Walking in Thebs?  Skars, and bare weedes
-The gaine o'th Martialist, who did propound
-To his bold ends honour, and golden Ingots,
-Which though he won, he had not, and now flurted
-By peace for whom he fought: who then shall offer
-To Marsis so scornd Altar? I doe bleede
-When such I meete, and wish great Iuno would
-Resume her ancient fit of Ielouzie
-To get the Soldier worke, that peace might purge
-For her repletion, and retaine anew
-Her charitable heart now hard, and harsher
-Then strife or war could be.
+Is cried up with example. What strange ruins,
+Since first we went to school, may we perceive
+Walking in Thebes! Scars and bare weeds
+The gain o’ th’ martialist, who did propound
+To his bold ends honour and golden ingots,
+Which, though he won, he had not, and now flirted
+By peace for whom he fought! Who then shall offer
+To Mars’s so-scorned altar? I do bleed
+When such I meet, and wish great Juno would
+Resume her ancient fit of jealousy
+To get the soldier work, that peace might purge
+For her repletion, and retain anew
+Her charitable heart, now hard and harsher
+Than strife or war could be.
 
 ARCITE.
 Are you not out?
-Meete you no ruine but the Soldier in
-The Cranckes and turnes of Thebs? you did begin
-As if you met decaies of many kindes:
-Perceive you none, that doe arowse your pitty
-But th'un-considerd Soldier?
+Meet you no ruin but the soldier in
+The cranks and turns of Thebes? You did begin
+As if you met decays of many kinds.
+Perceive you none that do arouse your pity
+But th’ unconsidered soldier?
 
 PALAMON.
-Yes, I pitty
-Decaies where ere I finde them, but such most
-That, sweating in an honourable Toyle,
-Are paide with yce to coole 'em.
+Yes, I pity
+Decays where’er I find them, but such most
+That, sweating in an honourable toil,
+Are paid with ice to cool ’em.
 
 ARCITE.
-Tis not this
-I did begin to speake of: This is vertue
-Of no respect in Thebs; I spake of Thebs
-How dangerous if we will keepe our Honours,
-It is for our resyding, where every evill
-Hath a good cullor; where eve'ry seeming good's
-A certaine evill, where not to be ev'n Iumpe
-As they are, here were to be strangers, and
-Such things to be, meere Monsters.
+’Tis not this
+I did begin to speak of. This is virtue
+Of no respect in Thebes. I spake of Thebes,
+How dangerous, if we will keep our honours,
+It is for our residing, where every evil
+Hath a good colour; where every seeming good’s
+A certain evil; where not to be e’en jump
+As they are here were to be strangers, and,
+Such things to be, mere monsters.
 
 PALAMON.
-Tis in our power,
-(Vnlesse we feare that Apes can Tutor's) to
-Be Masters of our manners: what neede I
-Affect anothers gate, which is not catching
-Where there is faith, or to be fond upon
-Anothers way of speech, when by mine owne
-I may be reasonably conceiv'd; sav'd too,
-Speaking it truly? why am I bound
+’Tis in our power—
+Unless we fear that apes can tutor ’s—to
+Be masters of our manners. What need I
+Affect another’s gait, which is not catching
+Where there is faith? Or to be fond upon
+Another’s way of speech, when by mine own
+I may be reasonably conceived, saved too,
+Speaking it truly? Why am I bound
 By any generous bond to follow him
-Followes his Taylor, haply so long untill
-The follow'd make pursuit? or let me know,
-Why mine owne Barber is unblest, with him
-My poore Chinne too, for tis not Cizard iust
-To such a Favorites glasse: What Cannon is there
-That does command my Rapier from my hip
-To dangle't in my hand, or to go tip toe
-Before the streete be foule?  Either I am
-The fore-horse in the Teame, or I am none
-That draw i'th sequent trace: these poore sleight sores
-Neede not a plantin; That which rips my bosome
-Almost to'th heart's—
+Follows his tailor, haply so long until
+The followed make pursuit? Or let me know
+Why mine own barber is unblessed, with him
+My poor chin too, for ’tis not scissored just
+To such a favourite’s glass? What canon is there
+That does command my rapier from my hip
+To dangle ’t in my hand, or to go tiptoe
+Before the street be foul? Either I am
+The fore-horse in the team, or I am none
+That draw i’ th’ sequent trace. These poor slight sores
+Need not a plantain; that which rips my bosom
+Almost to th’ heart’s—
 
 ARCITE.
-Our Vncle Creon.
+Our uncle Creon.
 
 PALAMON.
-He,
-A most unbounded Tyrant, whose successes
-Makes heaven unfeard, and villany assured
-Beyond its power there's nothing, almost puts
-Faith in a feavour, and deifies alone
-Voluble chance; who onely attributes
-The faculties of other Instruments
-To his owne Nerves and act; Commands men service,
-And what they winne in't, boot and glory; on(e)
-That feares not to do harm; good, dares not; Let
-The blood of mine that's sibbe to him be suckt
-From me with Leeches; Let them breake and fall
+He.
+A most unbounded tyrant, whose successes
+Makes heaven unfeared and villainy assured
+Beyond its power there’s nothing; almost puts
+Faith in a fever, and deifies alone
+Voluble chance; who only attributes
+The faculties of other instruments
+To his own nerves and act; commands men service,
+And what they win in ’t, boot and glory; one
+That fears not to do harm; good, dares not. Let
+The blood of mine that’s sib to him be sucked
+From me with leeches; let them break and fall
 Off me with that corruption.
 
 ARCITE.
-Cleere spirited Cozen,
-Lets leave his Court, that we may nothing share
-Of his lowd infamy: for our milke
+Clear-spirited cousin,
+Let’s leave his court, that we may nothing share
+Of his loud infamy; for our milk
 Will relish of the pasture, and we must
-Be vile or disobedient, not his kinesmen
-In blood, unlesse in quality.
+Be vile or disobedient; not his kinsmen
+In blood unless in quality.
 
 PALAMON.
-Nothing truer:
-I thinke the Ecchoes of his shames have dea'ft
-The eares of heav'nly Iustice: widdows cryes
-Descend againe into their throates, and have not
+Nothing truer.
+I think the echoes of his shames have deafed
+The ears of heavenly justice. Widows’ cries
+Descend again into their throats and have not
+Due audience of the gods.
 
-[enter Valerius.]
+Enter Valerius.
 
-Due audience of the Gods.—Valerius!
+Valerius!
 
 VALERIUS.
-The King cals for you; yet be leaden footed,
-Till his great rage be off him.  Phebus, when
-He broke his whipstocke and exclaimd against
-The Horses of the Sun, but whisperd too
-The lowdenesse of his Fury.
+The King calls for you; yet be leaden-footed
+Till his great rage be off him. Phœbus, when
+He broke his whipstock and exclaimed against
+The horses of the sun, but whispered to
+The loudness of his fury.
 
 PALAMON.
-Small windes shake him:
-But whats the matter?
+Small winds shake him.
+But what’s the matter?
 
 VALERIUS.
-Theseus (who where he threates appals,) hath sent
-Deadly defyance to him, and pronounces
-Ruine to Thebs; who is at hand to seale
+Theseus, who where he threats appalls, hath sent
+Deadly defiance to him and pronounces
+Ruin to Thebes, who is at hand to seal
 The promise of his wrath.
 
 ARCITE.
-Let him approach;
-But that we feare the Gods in him, he brings not
-A jot of terrour to us; Yet what man
-Thirds his owne worth (the case is each of ours)
-When that his actions dregd with minde assurd
-Tis bad he goes about?
+Let him approach.
+But that we fear the gods in him, he brings not
+A jot of terror to us. Yet what man
+Thirds his own worth—the case is each of ours—
+When that his action’s dregged with mind assured
+’Tis bad he goes about?
 
 PALAMON.
-Leave that unreasond.
-Our services stand now for Thebs, not Creon,
-Yet to be neutrall to him were dishonour;
-Rebellious to oppose: therefore we must
-With him stand to the mercy of our Fate,
+Leave that unreasoned.
+Our services stand now for Thebes, not Creon.
+Yet to be neutral to him were dishonour,
+Rebellious to oppose; therefore we must
+With him stand to the mercy of our fate,
 Who hath bounded our last minute.
 
 ARCITE.
 So we must.
-Ist sed this warres a foote? or it shall be,
-On faile of some condition?
+[_To Valerius._] Is ’t said this war’s afoot? Or, it shall be,
+On fail of some condition?
 
 VALERIUS.
-Tis in motion
+’Tis in motion;
 The intelligence of state came in the instant
 With the defier.
 
 PALAMON.
-Lets to the king, who, were he
+Let’s to the King; who, were he
 A quarter carrier of that honour which
-His Enemy come in, the blood we venture
+His enemy come in, the blood we venture
 Should be as for our health, which were not spent,
-Rather laide out for purchase: but, alas,
-Our hands advanc'd before our hearts, what will
-The fall o'th stroke doe damage?
+Rather laid out for purchase. But alas,
+Our hands advanced before our hearts, what will
+The fall o’ th’ stroke do damage?
 
 ARCITE.
-Let th'event,
-That never erring Arbitratour, tell us
-When we know all our selves, and let us follow
-The becking of our chance.  [Exeunt.]
+Let th’ event,
+That never-erring arbitrator, tell us
+When we know all ourselves; and let us follow
+The becking of our chance.
 
-SCENE 3.  (Before the gates of Athens.)
+[_Exeunt._]
 
-[Enter Pirithous, Hipolita, Emilia.]
+SCENE III. Before the gates of Athens
 
-PERITHOUS.
-No further.
+Enter Pirithous, Hippolyta and Emilia.
 
-HIPPOLITA.
-Sir, farewell; repeat my wishes
-To our great Lord, of whose succes I dare not
-Make any timerous question; yet I wish him
-Exces and overflow of power, and't might be,
-To dure ill-dealing fortune: speede to him,
-Store never hurtes good Gouernours.
+PIRITHOUS.
+No further.
 
-PERITHOUS.
+HIPPOLYTA.
+Sir, farewell. Repeat my wishes
+To our great lord, of whose success I dare not
+Make any timorous question; yet I wish him
+Excess and overflow of power, an ’t might be,
+To dure ill-dealing fortune. Speed to him!
+Store never hurts good governors.
+
+PIRITHOUS.
 Though I know
-His Ocean needes not my poore drops, yet they
-Must yeild their tribute there.  My precious Maide,
-Those best affections, that the heavens infuse
-In their best temperd peices, keepe enthroand
-In your deare heart.
+His ocean needs not my poor drops, yet they
+Must yield their tribute there. My precious maid,
+Those best affections that the heavens infuse
+In their best-tempered pieces keep enthroned
+In your dear heart!
 
 EMILIA.
-Thanckes, Sir.  Remember me
-To our all royall Brother, for whose speede
-The great Bellona ile sollicite; and
-Since in our terrene State petitions are not
-Without giftes understood, Ile offer to her
-What I shall be advised she likes: our hearts
-Are in his Army, in his Tent.
-
-HIPPOLITA.
-In's bosome:
-We have bin Soldiers, and wee cannot weepe
-When our Friends don their helmes, or put to sea,
-Or tell of Babes broachd on the Launce, or women
-That have sod their Infants in (and after eate them)
-The brine, they wept at killing 'em; Then if
-You stay to see of us such Spincsters, we
+Thanks, sir. Remember me
+To our all-royal brother, for whose speed
+The great Bellona I’ll solicit; and
+Since in our terrene state petitions are not
+Without gifts understood, I’ll offer to her
+What I shall be advised she likes. Our hearts
+Are in his army, in his tent.
+
+HIPPOLYTA.
+In ’s bosom.
+We have been soldiers, and we cannot weep
+When our friends don their helms, or put to sea,
+Or tell of babes broached on the lance, or women
+That have sod their infants in—and after eat them—
+The brine they wept at killing ’em. Then if
+You stay to see of us such spinsters, we
 Should hold you here for ever.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-Peace be to you,
+PIRITHOUS.
+Peace be to you
 As I pursue this war, which shall be then
-Beyond further requiring.  [Exit Pir.]
+ Beyond further requiring.
+
+[_Exit Pirithous._]
 
 EMILIA.
 How his longing
-Followes his Friend! since his depart, his sportes
-Though craving seriousnes, and skill, past slightly
-His careles execution, where nor gaine
-Made him regard, or losse consider; but
-Playing one busines in his hand, another
-Directing in his head, his minde, nurse equall
-To these so diffring Twyns—have you observ'd him,
-Since our great Lord departed?
-
-HIPPOLITA.
+Follows his friend! Since his depart, his sports,
+Though craving seriousness and skill, passed slightly
+His careless execution, where nor gain
+Made him regard, or loss consider, but
+Playing one business in his hand, another
+Directing in his head, his mind nurse equal
+To these so differing twins. Have you observed him
+Since our great lord departed?
+
+HIPPOLYTA.
 With much labour,
-And I did love him fort: they two have Cabind
-In many as dangerous, as poore a Corner,
-Perill and want contending; they have skift
-Torrents whose roring tyranny and power
-I'th least of these was dreadfull, and they have
-Fought out together, where Deaths-selfe was lodgd,
-Yet fate hath brought them off: Their knot of love,
-Tide, weau'd, intangled, with so true, so long,
-And with a finger of so deepe a cunning,
-May be outworne, never undone.  I thinke
-Theseus cannot be umpire to himselfe,
-Cleaving his conscience into twaine and doing
-Each side like Iustice, which he loves best.
+And I did love him for ’t. They two have cabined
+In many as dangerous as poor a corner,
+Peril and want contending; they have skiffed
+Torrents whose roaring tyranny and power
+I’ th’ least of these was dreadful; and they have
+Fought out together where Death’s self was lodged;
+Yet fate hath brought them off. Their knot of love,
+Tied, weaved, entangled, with so true, so long,
+And with a finger of so deep a cunning,
+May be outworn, never undone. I think
+Theseus cannot be umpire to himself,
+Cleaving his conscience into twain and doing
+Each side like justice, which he loves best.
 
 EMILIA.
-Doubtlesse
+Doubtless
 There is a best, and reason has no manners
-To say it is not you: I was acquainted
-Once with a time, when I enjoyd a Play-fellow;
-You were at wars, when she the grave enrichd,
-Who made too proud the Bed, tooke leave o th Moone
-(Which then lookt pale at parting) when our count
+To say it is not you. I was acquainted
+Once with a time when I enjoyed a playfellow;
+You were at wars when she the grave enriched,
+Who made too proud the bed, took leave o’ th’ moon
+Which then looked pale at parting, when our count
 Was each eleven.
 
-HIPPOLITA.
-Twas Flaui(n)a.
+HIPPOLYTA.
+’Twas Flavina.
 
 EMILIA.
 Yes.
-You talke of Pirithous and Theseus love;
-Theirs has more ground, is more maturely seasond,
-More buckled with strong Iudgement and their needes
-The one of th'other may be said to water  [2. Hearses ready
- with Palamon: and Arcite: the 3. Queenes.  Theseus: and his
- Lordes ready.]
-Their intertangled rootes of love; but I
-And shee I sigh and spoke of were things innocent,
-Lou'd for we did, and like the Elements
-That know not what, nor why, yet doe effect
-Rare issues by their operance, our soules
-Did so to one another; what she lik'd,
-Was then of me approov'd, what not, condemd,
-No more arraignment; the flowre that I would plucke
-And put betweene my breasts (then but beginning
-To swell about the blossome) oh, she would long
-Till shee had such another, and commit it
-To the like innocent Cradle, where Phenix like
-They dide in perfume: on my head no toy
-But was her patterne; her affections (pretty,
-Though, happely, her careles were) I followed
-For my most serious decking; had mine eare
-Stolne some new aire, or at adventure humd on
-From musicall Coynadge, why it was a note
-Whereon her spirits would sojourne (rather dwell on)
-And sing it in her slumbers.  This rehearsall
-(Which ev'ry innocent wots well comes in
-Like old importments bastard) has this end,
-That the true love tweene Mayde, and mayde, may be
-More then in sex idividuall.
-
-HIPPOLITA.
-Y'are out of breath
-And this high speeded pace, is but to say
-That you shall never like the Maide Flavina
-Love any that's calld Man.
+You talk of Pirithous’ and Theseus’ love.
+Theirs has more ground, is more maturely seasoned,
+More buckled with strong judgement, and their needs
+The one of th’ other may be said to water
+Their intertangled roots of love; but I,
+And she I sigh and spoke of, were things innocent,
+Loved for we did, and like the elements
+That know not what nor why, yet do effect
+Rare issues by their operance, our souls
+Did so to one another. What she liked
+Was then of me approved, what not, condemned,
+No more arraignment. The flower that I would pluck
+And put between my breasts, O, then but beginning
+To swell about the blossom—she would long
+Till she had such another, and commit it
+To the like innocent cradle, where, phœnix-like,
+They died in perfume. On my head no toy
+But was her pattern; her affections—pretty,
+Though haply her careless wear—I followed
+For my most serious decking; had mine ear
+Stol’n some new air, or at adventure hummed one
+From musical coinage, why, it was a note
+Whereon her spirits would sojourn—rather, dwell on,
+And sing it in her slumbers. This rehearsal,
+Which fury-innocent wots well, comes in
+Like old importment’s bastard—has this end,
+That the true love ’tween maid and maid may be
+More than in sex individual.
+
+HIPPOLYTA.
+You’re out of breath;
+And this high-speeded pace is but to say
+That you shall never, like the maid Flavina,
+Love any that’s called man.
 
 EMILIA.
 I am sure I shall not.
 
-HIPPOLITA.
-Now, alacke, weake Sister,
-I must no more beleeve thee in this point
-(Though in't I know thou dost beleeve thyselfe,)
-Then I will trust a sickely appetite,
-That loathes even as it longs; but, sure, my Sister,
-If I were ripe for your perswasion, you
-Have saide enough to shake me from the Arme
-Of the all noble Theseus, for whose fortunes
-I will now in, and kneele with great assurance,
-That we, more then his Pirothous, possesse
+HIPPOLYTA.
+Now, alack, weak sister,
+I must no more believe thee in this point—
+Though in ’t I know thou dost believe thyself—
+Than I will trust a sickly appetite,
+That loathes even as it longs. But sure, my sister,
+If I were ripe for your persuasion, you
+Have said enough to shake me from the arm
+Of the all-noble Theseus; for whose fortunes
+I will now in and kneel, with great assurance
+That we, more than his Pirithous, possess
 The high throne in his heart.
 
 EMILIA.
 I am not
-Against your faith; yet I continew mine.  [Exeunt. Cornets.]
+Against your faith, yet I continue mine.
 
-SCENE 4.  (A field before Thebes.  Dead bodies lying on the ground.)
+[_Exeunt._]
+
+SCENE IV. A field before Thebes.
 
-[A Battaile strooke within: Then a Retrait: Florish.  Then
- Enter Theseus (victor), (Herald and Attendants:) the three
- Queenes meete him, and fall on their faces before him.]
+Cornets. A battle struck within; then a retreat. Flourish. Then enter,
+Theseus, as victor, with a Herald, other Lords, and Soldiers. The three
+Queens meet him and fall on their faces before him.
 
-1. QUEEN.
-To thee no starre be darke.
+FIRST QUEEN.
+To thee no star be dark!
 
-2. QUEEN.
+SECOND QUEEN.
 Both heaven and earth
-Friend thee for ever.
+Friend thee for ever!
 
-3. QUEEN.
+THIRD QUEEN.
 All the good that may
-Be wishd upon thy head, I cry Amen too't.
+Be wished upon thy head, I cry “Amen” to ’t!
 
 THESEUS.
-Th'imparciall Gods, who from the mounted heavens
-View us their mortall Heard, behold who erre,
-And in their time chastice: goe and finde out
-The bones of your dead Lords, and honour them
-With treble Ceremonie; rather then a gap
-Should be in their deere rights, we would supply't.
-But those we will depute, which shall invest
-You in your dignities, and even each thing
-Our hast does leave imperfect: So, adiew,
-And heavens good eyes looke on you.  What are those?  [Exeunt
-Queenes.]
+Th’ impartial gods, who from the mounted heavens
+View us their mortal herd, behold who err
+And, in their time, chastise. Go and find out
+The bones of your dead lords and honour them
+With treble ceremony, rather than a gap
+Should be in their dear rites, we would supply ’t,
+But those we will depute which shall invest
+You in your dignities and even each thing
+Our haste does leave imperfect. So, adieu,
+And heaven’s good eyes look on you.
+
+[_Exeunt Queens._]
+
+Enter a Herald and Soldiers bearing Palamon and Arcite on hearses.
+
+What are those?
 
 HERALD.
-Men of great quality, as may be judgd
-By their appointment; Sone of Thebs have told's
-They are Sisters children, Nephewes to the King.
+Men of great quality, as may be judged
+By their appointment. Some of Thebes have told ’s
+They are sisters’ children, nephews to the King.
 
 THESEUS.
-By'th Helme of Mars, I saw them in the war,
-Like to a paire of Lions, smeard with prey,
-Make lanes in troopes agast.  I fixt my note
-Constantly on them; for they were a marke
-Worth a god's view: what prisoner was't that told me
+By th’ helm of Mars, I saw them in the war,
+Like to a pair of lions, smeared with prey,
+Make lanes in troops aghast. I fixed my note
+Constantly on them, for they were a mark
+Worth a god’s view. What prisoner was ’t that told me
 When I enquired their names?
 
 HERALD.
-Wi'leave, they'r called Arcite and Palamon.
+Wi’ leave, they’re called Arcite and Palamon.
 
 THESEUS.
-Tis right: those, those.  They are not dead?
+’Tis right; those, those. They are not dead?
 
 HERALD.
-Nor in a state of life: had they bin taken,
-When their last hurts were given, twas possible  [3. Hearses
-ready.]
-They might have bin recovered; Yet they breathe
-And haue the name of men.
+Nor in a state of life. Had they been taken
+When their last hurts were given, ’twas possible
+They might have been recovered; yet they breathe
+And have the name of men.
 
 THESEUS.
-Then like men use 'em.
-The very lees of such (millions of rates)
-Exceede the wine of others: all our Surgions
-Convent in their behoofe; our richest balmes
-Rather then niggard, waft: their lives concerne us
-Much more then Thebs is worth: rather then have 'em
-Freed of this plight, and in their morning state
-(Sound and at liberty) I would 'em dead;
-But forty thousand fold we had rather have 'em
-Prisoners to us then death.  Beare 'em speedily
-From our kinde aire, to them unkinde, and minister
-What man to man may doe—for our sake more,
-Since I have knowne frights, fury, friends beheastes,
-Loves provocations, zeale, a mistris Taske,
-Desire of liberty, a feavour, madnes,
-Hath set a marke which nature could not reach too
-Without some imposition: sicknes in will
-Or wrastling strength in reason.  For our Love
-And great Appollos mercy, all our best
-Their best skill tender.  Leade into the Citty,
-Where having bound things scatterd, we will post  [Florish.]
-To Athens for(e) our Army  [Exeunt.  Musicke.]
-
-SCENE 5.  (Another part of the same.)
-
-[Enter the Queenes with the Hearses of their Knightes, in a
- Funerall Solempnity, &c.]
-
-Vrnes and odours bring away,
-Vapours, sighes, darken the day;
-Our dole more deadly lookes than dying;
-Balmes, and Gummes, and heavy cheeres,
-Sacred vials fill'd with teares,
-And clamors through the wild ayre flying.
-
-Come all sad and solempne Showes,
-That are quick-eyd pleasures foes;
-We convent nought else but woes.
-We convent, &c.
-
-3. QUEEN.
-This funeral path brings to your housholds grave:
-Ioy ceaze on you againe: peace sleepe with him.
-
-2. QUEEN.
+Then like men use ’em.
+The very lees of such, millions of rates,
+Exceed the wine of others. All our surgeons
+Convent in their behoof; our richest balms,
+Rather than niggard, waste. Their lives concern us
+Much more than Thebes is worth. Rather than have ’em
+Freed of this plight, and in their morning state,
+Sound and at liberty, I would ’em dead;
+But forty-thousandfold we had rather have ’em
+Prisoners to us than death. Bear ’em speedily
+From our kind air, to them unkind, and minister
+What man to man may do, for our sake, more,
+Since I have known frights, fury, friends’ behests,
+Love’s provocations, zeal, a mistress’ task,
+Desire of liberty, a fever, madness,
+Hath set a mark which nature could not reach to
+Without some imposition, sickness in will
+O’er-wrestling strength in reason. For our love
+And great Apollo’s mercy, all our best
+Their best skill tender. Lead into the city,
+Where, having bound things scattered, we will post
+To Athens ’fore our army.
+
+[_Flourish. Exeunt._]
+
+SCENE V. Another part of the same, more remote from Thebes
+
+Music. Enter the Queens with the hearses of their knights, in a funeral
+solemnity, &c.
+
+SONG.
+
+
+_Urns and odours bring away;
+Vapours, sighs, darken the day;
+Our dole more deadly looks than dying;
+Balms and gums and heavy cheers,
+Sacred vials filled with tears,
+And clamours through the wild air flying._
+
+_Come, all sad and solemn shows
+That are quick-eyed Pleasure’s foes;
+We convent naught else but woes.
+We convent naught else but woes._
+
+THIRD QUEEN.
+This funeral path brings to your household’s grave.
+Joy seize on you again; peace sleep with him.
+
+SECOND QUEEN.
 And this to yours.
 
-1. QUEEN.
-Yours this way: Heavens lend
-A thousand differing waies to one sure end.
+FIRST QUEEN.
+Yours this way. Heavens lend
+A thousand differing ways to one sure end.
+
+THIRD QUEEN.
+This world’s a city full of straying streets,
+And death’s the market-place where each one meets.
+
+[_Exeunt severally._]
+
+
 
-3. QUEEN.
-This world's a Citty full of straying Streetes, And Death's the market
-place, where each one meetes.  [Exeunt severally.]
 
 ACT II
 
-SCENE 1.  (Athens.  A garden, with a prison in the background.)
+SCENE I. Athens. A garden, with a castle in the background
 
-[Enter Iailor, and Wooer.]
 
-IAILOR.
-I may depart with little, while I live; some thing I may cast to you,
-not much: Alas, the Prison I keepe, though it be for great ones, yet
-they seldome come; Before one Salmon, you shall take a number of
-Minnowes.  I am given out to be better lyn'd then it can appeare to me
-report is a true Speaker: I would I were really that I am deliverd to
-be.  Marry, what I have (be it what it will) I will assure upon my
-daughter at the day of my death.
+Enter Jailer and Wooer.
+
+JAILER.
+I may depart with little while I live; something I may cast to you, not
+much. Alas, the prison I keep, though it be for great ones, yet they
+seldom come; before one salmon, you shall take a number of minnows. I
+am given out to be better lined than it can appear to me report is a
+true speaker. I would I were really that I am delivered to be. Marry,
+what I have, be it what it will, I will assure upon my daughter at the
+day of my death.
 
 WOOER.
-Sir, I demaund no more then your owne offer, and I will estate
-your
-Daughter in what I have promised.
+Sir, I demand no more than your own offer, and I will estate your
+daughter in what I have promised.
 
-IAILOR.
-Wel, we will talke more of this, when the solemnity is past.  But have
-you a full promise of her?  When that shall be seene, I tender my
+JAILER.
+Well, we will talk more of this when the solemnity is past. But have
+you a full promise of her? When that shall be seen, I tender my
 consent.
 
-[Enter Daughter.]
+Enter the Jailer’s Daughter, carrying rushes.
 
 WOOER.
-I have Sir; here shee comes.
+I have sir. Here she comes.
 
-IAILOR.
-Your Friend and I have chanced to name you here, upon the old busines:
-But no more of that now; so soone as the Court hurry is over, we will
-have an end of it: I'th meane time looke tenderly to the two Prisoners.
- I can tell you they are princes.
+JAILER.
+Your friend and I have chanced to name you here, upon the old business.
+But no more of that now; so soon as the court hurry is over, we will
+have an end of it. I’ th’ meantime, look tenderly to the two prisoners.
+I can tell you they are princes.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-These strewings are for their Chamber; tis pitty they are in prison,
-and twer pitty they should be out: I doe thinke they have patience to
-make any adversity asham'd; the prison it selfe is proud of 'em; and
-they have all the world in their Chamber.
+These strewings are for their chamber. ’Tis pity they are in prison,
+and ’twere pity they should be out. I do think they have patience to
+make any adversity ashamed. The prison itself is proud of ’em, and they
+have all the world in their chamber.
 
-IAILOR.
-They are fam'd to be a paire of absolute men.
+JAILER.
+They are famed to be a pair of absolute men.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-By my troth, I think Fame but stammers 'em; they stand a greise above
+By my troth, I think fame but stammers ’em; they stand a grise above
 the reach of report.
 
-IAILOR.
-I heard them reported in the Battaile to be the only doers.
+JAILER.
+I heard them reported in the battle to be the only doers.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Nay, most likely, for they are noble suffrers; I mervaile how they
-would have lookd had they beene Victors, that with such a constant
-Nobility enforce a freedome out of Bondage, making misery their Mirth,
-and affliction a toy to jest at.
+Nay, most likely, for they are noble sufferers. I marvel how they would
+have looked had they been victors, that with such a constant nobility
+enforce a freedom out of bondage, making misery their mirth and
+affliction a toy to jest at.
 
-IAILOR.
-Doe they so?
+JAILER.
+Do they so?
 
 DAUGHTER.
-It seemes to me they have no more sence of their Captivity, then I of
-ruling Athens: they eate well, looke merrily, discourse of many things,
-but nothing of their owne restraint, and disasters: yet sometime a
-devided sigh, martyrd as 'twer i'th deliverance, will breake from one
-of them; when the other presently gives it so sweete a rebuke, that I
-could wish my selfe a Sigh to be so chid, or at least a Sigher to be
+It seems to me they have no more sense of their captivity than I of
+ruling Athens. They eat well, look merrily, discourse of many things,
+but nothing of their own restraint and disasters. Yet sometime a
+divided sigh, martyred as ’twere i’ th’ deliverance, will break from
+one of them—when the other presently gives it so sweet a rebuke that I
+could wish myself a sigh to be so chid, or at least a sigher to be
 comforted.
 
 WOOER.
-I never saw 'em.
+I never saw ’em.
 
-IAILOR.
-The Duke himselfe came privately in the night,
+JAILER.
+The Duke himself came privately in the night, and so did they.
 
-[Enter Palamon, and Arcite, above.]
+Enter Palamon and Arcite, above.
 
-and so did they: what the reason of it is, I know not: Looke, yonder
-they are! that's Arcite lookes out.
+What the reason of it is, I know not. Look, yonder they are; that’s
+Arcite looks out.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-No, Sir, no, that's Palamon: Arcite is the lower of the twaine; you may
+No, sir, no, that’s Palamon. Arcite is the lower of the twain; you may
 perceive a part of him.
 
-IAILOR.
-Goe too, leave your pointing; they would not make us their object; out
-of their sight.
+JAILER.
+Go to, leave your pointing; they would not make us their object. Out of
+their sight.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-It is a holliday to looke on them: Lord, the diffrence of men!
- [Exeunt.]
+It is a holiday to look on them. Lord, the difference of men!
+
+[_Exeunt._]
 
-SCENE 2.  (The prison)
+SCENE II. The prison
 
-[Enter Palamon, and Arcite in prison.]
+Enter Palamon and Arcite in prison.
 
 PALAMON.
-How doe you, Noble Cosen?
+How do you, noble cousin?
 
 ARCITE.
-How doe you, Sir?
+How do you, sir?
 
 PALAMON.
-Why strong inough to laugh at misery,
-And beare the chance of warre, yet we are prisoners,
-I feare, for ever, Cosen.
+Why, strong enough to laugh at misery
+And bear the chance of war; yet we are prisoners
+I fear for ever, cousin.
 
 ARCITE.
-I beleeve it,
+I believe it,
 And to that destiny have patiently
-Laide up my houre to come.
+Laid up my hour to come.
 
 PALAMON.
-O Cosen Arcite,
-Where is Thebs now? where is our noble Country?
-Where are our friends, and kindreds? never more
+O, cousin Arcite,
+Where is Thebes now? Where is our noble country?
+Where are our friends and kindreds? Never more
 Must we behold those comforts, never see
-The hardy youthes strive for the Games of honour
-(Hung with the painted favours of their Ladies,
-Like tall Ships under saile) then start among'st 'em
-And as an Eastwind leave 'en all behinde us,
-Like lazy Clowdes, whilst Palamon and Arcite,
-Even in the wagging of a wanton leg
-Out-stript the peoples praises, won the Garlands,
-Ere they have time to wish 'em ours.  O never
-Shall we two exercise, like Twyns of honour,
-Our Armes againe, and feele our fyry horses
-Like proud Seas under us: our good Swords now
-(Better the red-eyd god of war nev'r wore)
-Ravishd our sides, like age must run to rust,
-And decke the Temples of those gods that hate us:
-These hands shall never draw'em out like lightning,
-To blast whole Armies more.
+The hardy youths strive for the games of honour,
+Hung with the painted favours of their ladies,
+Like tall ships under sail; then start amongst ’em,
+And as an east wind leave ’em all behind us,
+Like lazy clouds, whilst Palamon and Arcite,
+Even in the wagging of a wanton leg,
+Outstripped the people’s praises, won the garlands,
+Ere they have time to wish ’em ours. O, never
+Shall we two exercise, like twins of honour,
+Our arms again, and feel our fiery horses
+Like proud seas under us! Our good swords now—
+Better the red-eyed god of war ne’er wore—
+Ravished our sides, like age must run to rust
+And deck the temples of those gods that hate us;
+These hands shall never draw ’em out like lightning
+To blast whole armies more.
 
 ARCITE.
 No, Palamon,
-Those hopes are Prisoners with us; here we are
-And here the graces of our youthes must wither
-Like a too-timely Spring; here age must finde us,
-And, which is heaviest, Palamon, unmarried;
-The sweete embraces of a loving wife,
-Loden with kisses, armd with thousand Cupids
-Shall never claspe our neckes, no issue know us,
-No figures of our selves shall we ev'r see,
-To glad our age, and like young Eagles teach 'em
-Boldly to gaze against bright armes, and say:
-'Remember what your fathers were, and conquer.'
-The faire-eyd Maides, shall weepe our Banishments,
-And in their Songs, curse ever-blinded fortune,
-Till shee for shame see what a wrong she has done
-To youth and nature.  This is all our world;
+Those hopes are prisoners with us. Here we are,
+And here the graces of our youths must wither
+Like a too-timely spring; here age must find us
+And, which is heaviest, Palamon, unmarried.
+The sweet embraces of a loving wife,
+Loaden with kisses, armed with thousand Cupids,
+Shall never clasp our necks; no issue know us,
+No figures of ourselves shall we e’er see,
+To glad our age, and like young eagles teach ’em
+Boldly to gaze against bright arms and say
+“Remember what your fathers were, and conquer!”
+The fair-eyed maids shall weep our banishments
+And in their songs curse ever-blinded Fortune
+Till she for shame see what a wrong she has done
+To youth and nature. This is all our world.
 We shall know nothing here but one another,
-Heare nothing but the Clocke that tels our woes.
-The Vine shall grow, but we shall never see it:
-Sommer shall come, and with her all delights;
-But dead-cold winter must inhabite here still.
+Hear nothing but the clock that tells our woes.
+The vine shall grow, but we shall never see it;
+Summer shall come, and with her all delights,
+But dead-cold winter must inhabit here still.
 
 PALAMON.
-Tis too true, Arcite.  To our Theban houndes,
-That shooke the aged Forrest with their ecchoes,
-No more now must we halloa, no more shake
-Our pointed Iavelyns, whilst the angry Swine
-Flyes like a parthian quiver from our rages,
-Strucke with our well-steeld Darts: All valiant uses
-(The foode, and nourishment of noble mindes,)
-In us two here shall perish; we shall die
-(Which is the curse of honour) lastly
-Children of greife, and Ignorance.
+’Tis too true, Arcite. To our Theban hounds
+That shook the aged forest with their echoes
+No more now must we hallow, no more shake
+Our pointed javelins whilst the angry swine
+Flies like a Parthian quiver from our rages,
+Struck with our well-steeled darts. All valiant uses,
+The food and nourishment of noble minds,
+In us two here shall perish; we shall die,
+Which is the curse of honour, lastly,
+Children of grief and ignorance.
 
 ARCITE.
-Yet, Cosen,
+Yet, cousin,
 Even from the bottom of these miseries,
 From all that fortune can inflict upon us,
-I see two comforts rysing, two meere blessings,
+I see two comforts rising, two mere blessings,
 If the gods please: to hold here a brave patience,
-And the enjoying of our greefes together.
+And the enjoying of our griefs together.
 Whilst Palamon is with me, let me perish
-If I thinke this our prison.
+If I think this our prison!
 
 PALAMON.
-Certeinly,
-Tis a maine goodnes, Cosen, that our fortunes
-Were twyn'd together; tis most true, two soules
-Put in two noble Bodies—let 'em suffer
-The gaule of hazard, so they grow together—
-Will never sincke; they must not, say they could:
-A willing man dies sleeping, and all's done.
+Certainly
+’Tis a main goodness, cousin, that our fortunes
+Were twined together; ’tis most true, two souls
+Put in two noble bodies, let ’em suffer
+The gall of hazard, so they grow together,
+Will never sink; they must not, say they could.
+A willing man dies sleeping and all’s done.
 
 ARCITE.
 Shall we make worthy uses of this place
 That all men hate so much?
 
 PALAMON.
-How, gentle Cosen?
+How, gentle cousin?
 
 ARCITE.
-Let's thinke this prison holy sanctuary,
-To keepe us from corruption of worse men.
-We are young and yet desire the waies of honour,
-That liberty and common Conversation,
-The poyson of pure spirits, might like women
-Wooe us to wander from.  What worthy blessing
-Can be but our Imaginations
-May make it ours?  And heere being thus together,
-We are an endles mine to one another;
-We are one anothers wife, ever begetting
-New birthes of love; we are father, friends, acquaintance;
-We are, in one another, Families,
-I am your heire, and you are mine: This place
-Is our Inheritance, no hard Oppressour
-Dare take this from us; here, with a little patience,
-We shall live long, and loving: No surfeits seeke us:
-The hand of war hurts none here, nor the Seas
-Swallow their youth: were we at liberty,
-A wife might part us lawfully, or busines;
-Quarrels consume us, Envy of ill men
-Grave our acquaintance; I might sicken, Cosen,
+Let’s think this prison holy sanctuary,
+To keep us from corruption of worse men.
+We are young and yet desire the ways of honour;
+That liberty and common conversation,
+The poison of pure spirits, might like women,
+Woo us to wander from. What worthy blessing
+Can be but our imaginations
+May make it ours? And here being thus together,
+We are an endless mine to one another;
+We are one another’s wife, ever begetting
+New births of love; we are father, friends, acquaintance;
+We are, in one another, families;
+I am your heir, and you are mine. This place
+Is our inheritance; no hard oppressor
+Dare take this from us; here with a little patience
+We shall live long and loving. No surfeits seek us;
+The hand of war hurts none here, nor the seas
+Swallow their youth. Were we at liberty,
+A wife might part us lawfully, or business;
+Quarrels consume us; envy of ill men
+Crave our acquaintance. I might sicken, cousin,
 Where you should never know it, and so perish
-Without your noble hand to close mine eies,
-Or praiers to the gods: a thousand chaunces,
-Were we from hence, would seaver us.
+Without your noble hand to close mine eyes,
+Or prayers to the gods. A thousand chances,
+Were we from hence, would sever us.
 
 PALAMON.
-You have made me
-(I thanke you, Cosen Arcite) almost wanton
-With my Captivity: what a misery
-It is to live abroade, and every where!
-Tis like a Beast, me thinkes: I finde the Court here—
+You have made me—
+I thank you, cousin Arcite—almost wanton
+With my captivity. What a misery
+It is to live abroad and everywhere!
+’Tis like a beast, methinks. I find the court here,
 I am sure, a more content; and all those pleasures
-That wooe the wils of men to vanity,
+That woo the wills of men to vanity
 I see through now, and am sufficient
-To tell the world, tis but a gaudy shaddow,
-That old Time, as he passes by, takes with him.
-What had we bin, old in the Court of Creon,
-Where sin is Iustice, lust and ignorance
-The vertues of the great ones! Cosen Arcite,
+To tell the world ’tis but a gaudy shadow
+That old Time as he passes by takes with him.
+What had we been, old in the court of Creon,
+Where sin is justice, lust and ignorance
+The virtues of the great ones? Cousin Arcite,
 Had not the loving gods found this place for us,
-We had died as they doe, ill old men, unwept,
-And had their Epitaphes, the peoples Curses:
+We had died as they do, ill old men, unwept,
+And had their epitaphs, the people’s curses.
 Shall I say more?
 
 ARCITE.
-I would heare you still.
+I would hear you still.
 
 PALAMON.
 Ye shall.
-Is there record of any two that lov'd
-Better then we doe, Arcite?
+Is there record of any two that loved
+Better than we do, Arcite?
 
 ARCITE.
 Sure, there cannot.
 
 PALAMON.
-I doe not thinke it possible our friendship
+I do not think it possible our friendship
 Should ever leave us.
 
 ARCITE.
-Till our deathes it cannot;
+Till our deaths it cannot;
 
-[Enter Emilia and her woman (below).]
+Enter Emilia and her Woman, below.
 
 And after death our spirits shall be led
-To those that love eternally.  Speake on, Sir.
+To those that love eternally. Speak on, sir.
 
 EMILIA.
-This garden has a world of pleasures in't.
-What Flowre is this?
+This garden has a world of pleasures in’t.
+What flower is this?
 
 WOMAN.
-Tis calld Narcissus, Madam.
+’Tis called narcissus, madam.
 
 EMILIA.
-That was a faire Boy, certaine, but a foole,
-To love himselfe; were there not maides enough?
+That was a fair boy, certain, but a fool,
+To love himself. Were there not maids enough?
 
 ARCITE.
-Pray forward.
+Pray, forward.
 
 PALAMON.
 Yes.
 
 EMILIA.
-Or were they all hard hearted?
+Or were they all hard-hearted?
 
 WOMAN.
-They could not be to one so faire.
+They could not be to one so fair.
 
 EMILIA.
 Thou wouldst not.
 
 WOMAN.
-I thinke I should not, Madam.
+I think I should not, madam.
 
 EMILIA.
-That's a good wench:
-But take heede to your kindnes though.
+That’s a good wench.
+But take heed to your kindness, though.
 
 WOMAN.
-Why, Madam?
+Why, madam?
 
 EMILIA.
 Men are mad things.
 
 ARCITE.
-Will ye goe forward, Cosen?
+Will ye go forward, cousin?
 
 EMILIA.
-Canst not thou worke such flowers in silke, wench?
+Canst not thou work such flowers in silk, wench?
 
 WOMAN.
 Yes.
 
 EMILIA.
-Ile have a gowne full of 'em, and of these;
-This is a pretty colour, wilt not doe
-Rarely upon a Skirt, wench?
+I’ll have a gown full of ’em, and of these.
+This is a pretty colour; will ’t not do
+Rarely upon a skirt, wench?
 
 WOMAN.
-Deinty, Madam.
+Dainty, madam.
 
 ARCITE.
-Cosen, Cosen, how doe you, Sir?  Why, Palamon?
+Cousin, cousin! How do you, sir? Why, Palamon!
 
 PALAMON.
 Never till now I was in prison, Arcite.
 
 ARCITE.
-Why whats the matter, Man?
+Why, what’s the matter, man?
 
 PALAMON.
-Behold, and wonder.
-By heaven, shee is a Goddesse.
+Behold, and wonder!
+By heaven, she is a goddess.
 
 ARCITE.
-Ha.
+Ha!
 
 PALAMON.
-Doe reverence.  She is a Goddesse, Arcite.
+Do reverence. She is a goddess, Arcite.
 
 EMILIA.
-Of all Flowres, me thinkes a Rose is best.
+Of all flowers,
+Methinks a rose is best.
 
 WOMAN.
-Why, gentle Madam?
+Why, gentle madam?
 
 EMILIA.
-It is the very Embleme of a Maide.
+It is the very emblem of a maid.
 For when the west wind courts her gently,
-How modestly she blowes, and paints the Sun,
-With her chaste blushes!  When the North comes neere her,
-Rude and impatient, then, like Chastity,
-Shee lockes her beauties in her bud againe,
+How modestly she blows and paints the sun
+With her chaste blushes! When the north comes near her,
+Rude and impatient, then, like chastity,
+She locks her beauties in her bud again,
 And leaves him to base briers.
 
 WOMAN.
-Yet, good Madam,
+Yet, good madam,
 Sometimes her modesty will blow so far
-She fals for't: a Mayde,
-If shee have any honour, would be loth
+She falls for ’t. A maid,
+If she have any honour, would be loath
 To take example by her.
 
 EMILIA.
 Thou art wanton.
 
 ARCITE.
-She is wondrous faire.
+She is wondrous fair.
 
 PALAMON.
-She is beauty extant.
+She is all the beauty extant.
 
 EMILIA.
-The Sun grows high, lets walk in: keep these flowers;
-Weele see how neere Art can come neere their colours.
-I am wondrous merry hearted, I could laugh now.
+The sun grows high; let’s walk in. Keep these flowers.
+We’ll see how near art can come near their colours.
+I am wondrous merry-hearted. I could laugh now.
 
 WOMAN.
-I could lie downe, I am sure.
+I could lie down, I am sure.
 
 EMILIA.
 And take one with you?
 
 WOMAN.
-That's as we bargaine, Madam.
+That’s as we bargain, madam.
 
 EMILIA.
-Well, agree then.  [Exeunt Emilia and woman.]
+Well, agree then.
+
+[_Exeunt Emilia and Woman._]
 
 PALAMON.
-What thinke you of this beauty?
+What think you of this beauty?
 
 ARCITE.
-Tis a rare one.
+’Tis a rare one.
 
 PALAMON.
-Is't but a rare one?
+Is’t but a rare one?
 
 ARCITE.
 Yes, a matchles beauty.
 
 PALAMON.
-Might not a man well lose himselfe and love her?
+Might not a man well lose himself, and love her?
 
 ARCITE.
-I cannot tell what you have done, I have;
-Beshrew mine eyes for't: now I feele my Shackles.
+I cannot tell what you have done; I have,
+Beshrew mine eyes for’t! Now I feel my shackles.
 
 PALAMON.
 You love her, then?
@@ -173733,7 +173836,7 @@ PALAMON.
 I saw her first.
 
 ARCITE.
-That's nothing.
+That’s nothing.
 
 PALAMON.
 But it shall be.
@@ -173745,72 +173848,71 @@ PALAMON.
 Yes, but you must not love her.
 
 ARCITE.
-I will not as you doe, to worship her,
-As she is heavenly, and a blessed Goddes;
-I love her as a woman, to enjoy her:
+I will not, as you do, to worship her
+As she is heavenly and a blessed goddess.
+I love her as a woman, to enjoy her.
 So both may love.
 
 PALAMON.
 You shall not love at all.
 
 ARCITE.
-Not love at all!
-Who shall deny me?
+Not love at all! Who shall deny me?
 
 PALAMON.
-I, that first saw her; I, that tooke possession
-First with mine eyes of all those beauties
-In her reveald to mankinde: if thou lou'st her,
-Or entertain'st a hope to blast my wishes,
-Thou art a Traytour, Arcite, and a fellow
-False as thy Title to her: friendship, blood,
-And all the tyes betweene us I disclaime,
-If thou once thinke upon her.
+I, that first saw her; I that took possession
+First with mine eye of all those beauties in her
+Revealed to mankind. If thou lovest her,
+Or entertain’st a hope to blast my wishes,
+Thou art a traitor, Arcite, and a fellow
+False as thy title to her. Friendship, blood,
+And all the ties between us, I disclaim
+If thou once think upon her.
 
 ARCITE.
-Yes, I love her,
-And if the lives of all my name lay on it,
-I must doe so; I love her with my soule:
-If that will lose ye, farewell, Palamon;
-I say againe, I love, and in loving her maintaine
-I am as worthy and as free a lover,
-And have as just a title to her beauty
-As any Palamon or any living
-That is a mans Sonne.
+Yes, I love her;
+And, if the lives of all my name lay on it,
+I must do so; I love her with my soul.
+If that will lose ye, farewell, Palamon.
+I say again, I love, and in loving her maintain
+I am as worthy and as free a lover
+And have as just a title to her beauty,
+As any Palamon, or any living
+That is a man’s son.
 
 PALAMON.
-Have I cald thee friend?
+Have I called thee friend?
 
 ARCITE.
-Yes, and have found me so; why are you mov'd thus?
-Let me deale coldly with you: am not I
-Part of your blood, part of your soule? you have told me
-That I was Palamon, and you were Arcite.
+Yes, and have found me so. Why are you moved thus?
+Let me deal coldly with you: am not I
+Part of your blood, part of your soul? You have told me
+That I was Palamon and you were Arcite.
 
 PALAMON.
 Yes.
 
 ARCITE.
 Am not I liable to those affections,
-Those joyes, greifes, angers, feares, my friend shall suffer?
+Those joys, griefs, angers, fears, my friend shall suffer?
 
 PALAMON.
 Ye may be.
 
 ARCITE.
-Why, then, would you deale so cunningly,
-So strangely, so vnlike a noble kinesman,
-To love alone? speake truely: doe you thinke me
-Vnworthy of her sight?
+Why then would you deal so cunningly,
+So strangely, so unlike a noble kinsman,
+To love alone? Speak truly; do you think me
+Unworthy of her sight?
 
 PALAMON.
 No; but unjust,
 If thou pursue that sight.
 
 ARCITE.
-Because an other
-First sees the Enemy, shall I stand still
-And let mine honour downe, and never charge?
+Because another
+First sees the enemy, shall I stand still
+And let mine honour down, and never charge?
 
 PALAMON.
 Yes, if he be but one.
@@ -173821,1172 +173923,1235 @@ Had rather combat me?
 
 PALAMON.
 Let that one say so,
-And use thy freedome; els if thou pursuest her,
-Be as that cursed man that hates his Country,
-A branded villaine.
+And use thy freedom. Else, if thou pursuest her,
+Be as that cursed man that hates his country,
+A branded villain.
 
 ARCITE.
 You are mad.
 
 PALAMON.
 I must be,
-Till thou art worthy, Arcite; it concernes me,
+Till thou art worthy, Arcite; it concernes me;
 And in this madnes, if I hazard thee
-And take thy life, I deale but truely.
+And take thy life, I deal but truely.
 
 ARCITE.
-Fie, Sir,
-You play the Childe extreamely: I will love her,
-I must, I ought to doe so, and I dare;
+Fie, sir!
+You play the child extremely. I will love her;
+I must, I ought to do so, and I dare,
 And all this justly.
 
 PALAMON.
-O that now, that now
-Thy false-selfe and thy friend had but this fortune,
-To be one howre at liberty, and graspe
-Our good Swords in our hands! I would quickly teach thee
-What 'twer to filch affection from another:
-Thou art baser in it then a Cutpurse;
-Put but thy head out of this window more,
-And as I have a soule, Ile naile thy life too't.
+O, that now, that now,
+Thy false self and thy friend had but this fortune,
+To be one hour at liberty, and grasp
+Our good swords in our hands! I would quickly teach thee
+What ’twere to filch affection from another!
+Thou art baser in it than a cutpurse.
+Put but thy head out of this window more
+And, as I have a soul, I’ll nail thy life to ’t.
 
 ARCITE.
-Thou dar'st not, foole, thou canst not, thou art feeble.
-Put my head out?  Ile throw my Body out,
-And leape the garden, when I see her next
-
-[Enter Keeper.]
+Thou dar’st not, fool, thou canst not, thou art feeble.
+Put my head out? I’ll throw my body out
+And leap the garden, when I see her next
+And pitch between her arms, to anger thee.
 
-And pitch between her armes to anger thee.
+Enter Jailer.
 
 PALAMON.
-No more; the keeper's comming; I shall live
-To knocke thy braines out with my Shackles.
+No more; the keeper’s coming. I shall live
+To knock thy brains out with my shackles.
 
 ARCITE.
-Doe.
+Do!
 
-KEEPER.
-By your leave, Gentlemen—
+JAILER.
+By your leave, gentlemen.
 
 PALAMON.
 Now, honest keeper?
 
-KEEPER.
-Lord Arcite, you must presently to'th Duke;
+JAILER.
+Lord Arcite, you must presently to th’ Duke;
 The cause I know not yet.
 
 ARCITE.
 I am ready, keeper.
 
-KEEPER.
+JAILER.
 Prince Palamon, I must awhile bereave you
-Of your faire Cosens Company.  [Exeunt Arcite, and Keeper.]
+Of your fair cousin’s company.
+
+[_Exeunt Arcite and Jailer._]
 
 PALAMON.
 And me too,
-Even when you please, of life.  Why is he sent for?
-It may be he shall marry her; he's goodly,
+Even when you please, of life.—Why is he sent for?
+It may be he shall marry her; he’s goodly,
 And like enough the Duke hath taken notice
-Both of his blood and body: But his falsehood!
-Why should a friend be treacherous?  If that
-Get him a wife so noble, and so faire,
-Let honest men ne're love againe.  Once more
-I would but see this faire One.  Blessed Garden,
-And fruite, and flowers more blessed, that still blossom
-As her bright eies shine on ye! would I were,
+Both of his blood and body. But his falsehood!
+Why should a friend be treacherous? If that
+Get him a wife so noble and so fair,
+Let honest men ne’er love again. Once more
+I would but see this fair one. Blessed garden
+And fruit and flowers more blessed that still blossom
+As her bright eyes shine on ye! Would I were,
 For all the fortune of my life hereafter,
-Yon little Tree, yon blooming Apricocke;
-How I would spread, and fling my wanton armes
-In at her window; I would bring her fruite
-Fit for the Gods to feed on: youth and pleasure
-Still as she tasted should be doubled on her,
-And if she be not heavenly, I would make her
-So neere the Gods in nature, they should feare her,
+Yon little tree, yon blooming apricock!
+How I would spread and fling my wanton arms
+In at her window! I would bring her fruit
+Fit for the gods to feed on; youth and pleasure
+Still as she tasted should be doubled on her;
+And, if she be not heavenly, I would make her
+So near the gods in nature, they should fear her.
 
-[Enter Keeper.]
+Enter Jailer.
 
-And then I am sure she would love me.  How now, keeper.
-Wher's Arcite?
+And then I am sure she would love me. How now, keeper?
+Where’s Arcite?
 
-KEEPER.
-Banishd: Prince Pirithous
-Obtained his liberty; but never more
-Vpon his oth and life must he set foote
-Vpon this Kingdome.
+JAILER.
+Banished. Prince Pirithous
+Obtained his liberty, but never more
+Upon his oath and life must he set foot
+Upon this kingdom.
 
 PALAMON.
-Hees a blessed man!
-He shall see Thebs againe, and call to Armes
-The bold yong men, that, when he bids 'em charge,
-Fall on like fire: Arcite shall have a Fortune,
-If he dare make himselfe a worthy Lover,
-Yet in the Feild to strike a battle for her;
-And if he lose her then, he's a cold Coward;
-How bravely may he beare himselfe to win her
-If he be noble Arcite—thousand waies.
-Were I at liberty, I would doe things
-Of such a vertuous greatnes, that this Lady,
-This blushing virgine, should take manhood to her
-And seeke to ravish me.
+He’s a blessed man.
+He shall see Thebes again, and call to arms
+The bold young men that, when he bids ’em charge,
+Fall on like fire. Arcite shall have a fortune,
+If he dare make himself a worthy lover,
+Yet in the field to strike a battle for her;
+And, if he lose her then, he’s a cold coward.
+How bravely may he bear himself to win her
+If he be noble Arcite, thousand ways!
+Were I at liberty, I would do things
+Of such a virtuous greatness that this lady,
+This blushing virgin, should take manhood to her
+And seek to ravish me.
 
-KEEPER.
-My Lord for you
-I have this charge too—
+JAILER.
+My lord for you
+I have this charge to—
 
 PALAMON.
 To discharge my life?
 
-KEEPER.
-No, but from this place to remoove your Lordship:
-The windowes are too open.
+JAILER.
+No, but from this place to remove your lordship;
+The windows are too open.
 
 PALAMON.
-Devils take 'em,
-That are so envious to me! pre'thee kill me.
+Devils take ’em,
+That are so envious to me! Prithee, kill me.
 
-KEEPER.
-And hang for't afterward.
+JAILER.
+And hang for’t afterward!
 
 PALAMON.
 By this good light,
 Had I a sword I would kill thee.
 
-KEEPER.
+JAILER.
 Why, my Lord?
 
 PALAMON.
-Thou bringst such pelting scuruy news continually
-Thou art not worthy life.  I will not goe.
+Thou bringst such pelting, scurvy news continually,
+Thou art not worthy life. I will not go.
 
-KEEPER.
-Indeede, you must, my Lord.
+JAILER.
+Indeed, you must, my lord.
 
 PALAMON.
 May I see the garden?
 
-KEEPER.
-Noe.
+JAILER.
+No.
 
 PALAMON.
-Then I am resolud, I will not goe.
+Then I am resolved, I will not go.
 
-KEEPER.
-I must constraine you then: and for you are dangerous,
-Ile clap more yrons on you.
+JAILER.
+I must constrain you then; and, for you are dangerous,
+I’ll clap more irons on you.
 
 PALAMON.
-Doe, good keeper.
-Ile shake 'em so, ye shall not sleepe;
-Ile make ye a new Morrisse: must I goe?
+Do, good keeper.
+I’ll shake ’em so, ye shall not sleep;
+I’ll make you a new morris. Must I go?
 
-KEEPER.
+JAILER.
 There is no remedy.
 
 PALAMON.
-Farewell, kinde window.
-May rude winde never hurt thee.  O, my Lady,
+Farewell, kind window.
+May rude wind never hurt thee!—O, my lady,
 If ever thou hast felt what sorrow was,
-Dreame how I suffer.  Come; now bury me.  [Exeunt Palamon, and
-Keeper.]
+Dream how I suffer.—Come, now bury me.
+
+[_Exeunt Palamon and Jailer._]
 
-SCENE 3.  (The country near Athens.)
+SCENE III. The country near Athens
 
-[Enter Arcite.]
+Enter Arcite.
 
 ARCITE.
-Banishd the kingdome? tis a benefit,
-A mercy I must thanke 'em for, but banishd
+Banished the kingdom? ’Tis a benefit,
+A mercy I must thank ’em for; but banished
 The free enjoying of that face I die for,
-Oh twas a studdied punishment, a death
-Beyond Imagination: Such a vengeance
+O, ’twas a studied punishment, a death
+Beyond imagination, such a vengeance
 That, were I old and wicked, all my sins
-Could never plucke upon me.  Palamon,
-Thou ha'st the Start now, thou shalt stay and see
-Her bright eyes breake each morning gainst thy window,
-And let in life into thee; thou shalt feede
-Vpon the sweetenes of a noble beauty,
-That nature nev'r exceeded, nor nev'r shall:
-Good gods! what happines has Palamon!
-Twenty to one, hee'le come to speake to her,
-And if she be as gentle as she's faire,
-I know she's his; he has a Tongue will tame
-Tempests, and make the wild Rockes wanton.
+Could never pluck upon me. Palamon,
+Thou hast the start now; thou shalt stay and see
+Her bright eyes break each morning ’gainst thy window
+And let in life into thee; thou shalt feed
+Upon the sweetness of a noble beauty
+That nature ne’er exceeded nor ne’er shall.
+Good gods, what happiness has Palamon!
+Twenty to one, he’ll come to speak to her;
+And if she be as gentle as she’s fair,
+I know she’s his; he has a tongue will tame
+Tempests and make the wild rocks wanton.
 Come what can come,
-The worst is death; I will not leave the Kingdome.
-I know mine owne is but a heape of ruins,
-And no redresse there; if I goe, he has her.
-I am resolu'd an other shape shall make me,
-Or end my fortunes.  Either way, I am happy:
-Ile see her, and be neere her, or no more.
+The worst is death; I will not leave the kingdom.
+I know mine own is but a heap of ruins,
+And no redress there. If I go, he has her.
+I am resolved another shape shall make me
+Or end my fortunes. Either way I am happy.
+I’ll see her and be near her, or no more.
 
-[Enter 4. Country people, & one with a garlond before them.]
+Enter four Countrymen, and one with a garland before them.
 
-1. COUNTREYMAN
-My Masters, ile be there, that's certaine
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN
+My masters, I’ll be there, that’s certain.
 
-2. COUNTREYMAN
-And Ile be there.
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN
+And I’ll be there.
 
-3. COUNTREYMAN
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN
 And I.
 
-4. COUNTREYMAN
-Why, then, have with ye, Boyes; Tis but a chiding.
-Let the plough play to day, ile tick'lt out
-Of the Iades tailes to morrow.
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN
+Why, then, have with you, boys. ’Tis but a chiding.
+Let the plough play today; I’ll tickle ’t out
+Of the jades’ tails tomorrow.
 
-1. COUNTREYMAN
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN
 I am sure
-To have my wife as jealous as a Turkey:
-But that's all one; ile goe through, let her mumble.
+To have my wife as jealous as a turkey,
+But that’s all one. I’ll go through; let her mumble.
 
-2. COUNTREYMAN
-Clap her aboard to morrow night, and stoa her,
-And all's made up againe.
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN
+Clap her aboard tomorrow night, and stow her,
+And all’s made up again.
 
-3. COUNTREYMAN
-I, doe but put a feskue in her fist, and you shall see her
-Take a new lesson out, and be a good wench.
-Doe we all hold against the Maying?
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN
+Ay, do but put
+A fescue in her fist and you shall see her
+Take a new lesson out and be a good wench.
+Do we all hold against the Maying?
 
-4. COUNTREYMAN
-Hold? what should aile us?
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN
+Hold?
+What should ail us?
 
-3. COUNTREYMAN
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN
 Arcas will be there.
 
-2. COUNTREYMAN
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN
 And Sennois.
-And Rycas, and 3. better lads nev'r dancd
-Under green Tree.  And yee know what wenches: ha?
-But will the dainty Domine, the Schoolemaster,
-Keep touch, doe you thinke? for he do's all, ye know.
-
-3. COUNTREYMAN
-Hee'l eate a hornebooke ere he faile: goe too, the matter's too farre
-driven betweene him and the Tanners daughter, to let slip now, and she
-must see the Duke, and she must daunce too.
-
-4. COUNTREYMAN
+And Rycas; and three better lads ne’er danced
+Under green tree. And ye know what wenches, ha?
+But will the dainty domine, the schoolmaster,
+Keep touch, do you think? For he does all, ye know.
+
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN
+He’ll eat a hornbook ere he fail. Go to;
+The matter’s too far driven between him
+And the tanner’s daughter to let slip now;
+And she must see the Duke, and she must dance too.
+
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN
 Shall we be lusty?
 
-2. COUNTREYMAN
-All the Boyes in Athens blow wind i'th breech on's, and heere ile be
-and there ile be, for our Towne, and here againe, and there againe: ha,
-Boyes, heigh for the weavers.
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN
+All the boys in Athens
+Blow wind i’ th’ breech on ’s. And here I’ll be,
+And there I’ll be, for our town, and here again,
+And there again. Ha, boys, hey for the weavers!
 
-1. COUNTREYMAN
-This must be done i'th woods.
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN
+This must be done i’ th’ woods.
 
-4. COUNTREYMAN
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN
 O, pardon me.
 
-2. COUNTREYMAN
-By any meanes, our thing of learning saies so:
-Where he himselfe will edifie the Duke
-Most parlously in our behalfes: hees excellent i'th woods;
-Bring him to'th plaines, his learning makes no cry.
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN
+By any means; our thing of learning says so—
+Where he himself will edify the Duke
+Most parlously in our behalfs. He’s excellent i’ th’ woods;
+Bring him to th’ plains, his learning makes no cry.
 
-3. COUNTREYMAN
-Weele see the sports, then; every man to's Tackle:
-And, Sweete Companions, lets rehearse by any meanes,
-Before the Ladies see us, and doe sweetly,
-And God knows what May come on't.
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN
+We’ll see the sports, then every man to ’s tackle;
+And, sweet companions, let’s rehearse, by any means,
+Before the ladies see us, and do sweetly,
+And God knows what may come on ’t.
 
-4. COUNTREYMAN
-Content; the sports once ended, wee'l performe.
-Away, Boyes and hold.
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN
+Content; the sports once ended, we’ll perform.
+Away, boys, and hold.
 
 ARCITE.
-By your leaves, honest friends: pray you, whither goe you?
+By your leaves, honest friends: pray you, whither go you?
 
-4. COUNTREYMAN
-Whither? why, what a question's that?
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN
+Whither? Why, what a question’s that?
 
 ARCITE.
-Yes, tis a question, to me that know not.
+Yes, ’tis a question
+To me that know not.
 
-3. COUNTREYMAN
-To the Games, my Friend.
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN
+To the games, my friend.
 
-2. COUNTREYMAN
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN
 Where were you bred, you know it not?
 
 ARCITE.
-Not farre, Sir,
-Are there such Games to day?
+Not far, sir;
+Are there such games today?
 
-1. COUNTREYMAN
-Yes, marry, are there:
-And such as you neuer saw; The Duke himselfe
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN
+Yes, marry, are there,
+And such as you never saw; The Duke himself
 Will be in person there.
 
 ARCITE.
 What pastimes are they?
 
-2. COUNTREYMAN
-Wrastling, and Running.—Tis a pretty Fellow.
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN
+Wrestling, and running.—’Tis a pretty fellow.
 
-3. COUNTREYMAN
-Thou wilt not goe along?
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN
+Thou wilt not go along?
 
 ARCITE.
-Not yet, Sir.
+Not yet, sir.
+
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN
+Well, sir,
+Take your own time. Come, boys.
 
-4. COUNTREYMAN
-Well, Sir,
-Take your owne time: come, Boyes.
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN
+My mind misgives me,
+This fellow has a vengeance trick o’ th’ hip;
+Mark how his body’s made for ’t.
 
-1. COUNTREYMAN
-My minde misgives me;
-This fellow has a veng'ance tricke o'th hip:
-Marke how his Bodi's made for't
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN
+I’ll be hanged, though,
+If he dare venture. Hang him, plum porridge!
+He wrestle? He roast eggs! Come, let’s be gone, lads.
 
-2. COUNTREYMAN
-Ile be hangd, though,
-If he dare venture; hang him, plumb porredge,
-He wrastle? he rost eggs! Come, lets be gon, Lads.  [Exeunt.]
+[_Exeunt Countrymen._]
 
 ARCITE.
-This is an offerd oportunity
-I durst not wish for.  Well I could have wrestled,
-The best men calld it excellent, and run—
-Swifter the winde upon a feild of Corne
-(Curling the wealthy eares) never flew: Ile venture,
-And in some poore disguize be there; who knowes
-Whether my browes may not be girt with garlands?
-And happines preferre me to a place,
-Where I may ever dwell in sight of her.  [Exit Arcite.]
+This is an offered opportunity
+I durst not wish for. Well I could have wrestled—
+The best men called it excellent—and run
+Swifter than wind upon a field of corn,
+Curling the wealthy ears, never flew. I’ll venture,
+And in some poor disguise be there. Who knows
+Whether my brows may not be girt with garlands,
+And happiness prefer me to a place
+Where I may ever dwell in sight of her?
+
+[_Exit Arcite._]
 
-SCENE 4.  (Athens.  A room in the prison.)
+SCENE IV. Athens. A room in the prison
 
-[Enter Iailors Daughter alone.]
+Enter Jailer’s Daughter alone.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Why should I love this Gentleman?  Tis odds
-He never will affect me; I am base,
-My Father the meane Keeper of his Prison,
-And he a prince: To marry him is hopelesse;
-To be his whore is witles.  Out upon't,
-What pushes are we wenches driven to,
-When fifteene once has found us!  First, I saw him;
-I (seeing) thought he was a goodly man;
+Why should I love this gentleman? ’Tis odds
+He never will affect me. I am base,
+My father the mean keeper of his prison,
+And he a prince. To marry him is hopeless;
+To be his whore is witless. Out upon ’t!
+What pushes are we wenches driven to
+When fifteen once has found us! First, I saw him;
+I, seeing, thought he was a goodly man;
 He has as much to please a woman in him,
-(If he please to bestow it so) as ever
-These eyes yet lookt on.  Next, I pittied him,
-And so would any young wench, o' my Conscience,
-That ever dream'd, or vow'd her Maydenhead
-To a yong hansom Man; Then I lov'd him,
-Extreamely lov'd him, infinitely lov'd him;
-And yet he had a Cosen, faire as he too.
+If he please to bestow it so, as ever
+These eyes yet looked on. Next, I pitied him,
+And so would any young wench, o’ my conscience,
+That ever dreamed, or vowed her maidenhead
+To a young handsome man. Then I loved him,
+Extremely loved him, infinitely loved him!
+And yet he had a cousin, fair as he too,
 But in my heart was Palamon, and there,
-Lord, what a coyle he keepes!  To heare him
+Lord, what a coil he keeps! To hear him
 Sing in an evening, what a heaven it is!
-And yet his Songs are sad ones.  Fairer spoken
-Was never Gentleman.  When I come in
+And yet his songs are sad ones. Fairer spoken
+Was never gentleman. When I come in
 To bring him water in a morning, first
-He bowes his noble body, then salutes me, thus:
-'Faire, gentle Mayde, good morrow; may thy goodnes
-Get thee a happy husband.'  Once he kist me.
-I lov'd my lips the better ten daies after.
-Would he would doe so ev'ry day!  He greives much,
+He bows his noble body, then salutes me thus:
+“Fair, gentle maid, good morrow. May thy goodness
+Get thee a happy husband.” Once he kissed me;
+I loved my lips the better ten days after.
+Would he would do so ev’ry day! He grieves much—
 And me as much to see his misery.
-What should I doe, to make him know I love him?
-For I would faine enjoy him.  Say I ventur'd
-To set him free? what saies the law then?  Thus much
-For Law, or kindred!  I will doe it,
-And this night, or to morrow, he shall love me.  [Exit.]
+What should I do to make him know I love him?
+For I would fain enjoy him. Say I ventured
+To set him free? What says the law then?
+Thus much for law or kindred! I will do it;
+And this night, or tomorrow, he shall love me.
 
-SCENE 5.  (An open place in Athens.)
+[_Exit._]
 
-[Enter Theseus, Hipolita, Pirithous, Emilia: Arcite with a
-Garland, &c.]
+SCENE V. An open place in Athens
 
-[This short florish of Cornets and Showtes within.]
+A short flourish of cornets and shouts within. Enter Theseus,
+Hippolyta, Pirithous, Emilia; Arcite in disguise as a countryman, with
+a garland, Attendants, and others.
 
 THESEUS.
-You have done worthily; I have not seene,
-Since Hercules, a man of tougher synewes;
-What ere you are, you run the best, and wrastle,
+You have done worthily. I have not seen,
+Since Hercules, a man of tougher sinews.
+Whate’er you are, you run the best and wrestle,
 That these times can allow.
 
 ARCITE.
 I am proud to please you.
 
 THESEUS.
-What Countrie bred you?
+What country bred you?
 
 ARCITE.
 This; but far off, Prince.
 
 THESEUS.
-Are you a Gentleman?
+Are you a gentleman?
 
 ARCITE.
 My father said so;
 And to those gentle uses gave me life.
 
 THESEUS.
-Are you his heire?
+Are you his heir?
 
 ARCITE.
-His yongest, Sir.
+His youngest, sir.
 
 THESEUS.
-Your Father
-Sure is a happy Sire then: what prooves you?
+Your father
+Sure is a happy sire then. What profess you?
 
 ARCITE.
-A little of all noble Quallities:
-I could have kept a Hawke, and well have holloa'd
-To a deepe crie of Dogges; I dare not praise
+A little of all noble qualities.
+I could have kept a hawk and well have hallowed
+To a deep cry of dogs. I dare not praise
 My feat in horsemanship, yet they that knew me
-Would say it was my best peece: last, and greatest,
-I would be thought a Souldier.
+Would say it was my best piece; last, and greatest,
+I would be thought a soldier.
 
 THESEUS.
 You are perfect.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-Vpon my soule, a proper man.
+PIRITHOUS.
+Upon my soul, a proper man.
 
 EMILIA.
 He is so.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-How doe you like him, Ladie?
+PIRITHOUS.
+How do you like him, lady?
 
-HIPPOLITA.
-I admire him;
-I have not seene so yong a man so noble
-(If he say true,) of his sort.
+HIPPOLYTA.
+I admire him.
+I have not seen so young a man so noble,
+If he say true, of his sort.
 
 EMILIA.
-Beleeve,
+Believe,
 His mother was a wondrous handsome woman;
-His face, me thinkes, goes that way.
+His face, methinks, goes that way.
 
-HIPPOLITA.
-But his Body
-And firie minde illustrate a brave Father.
+HIPPOLYTA.
+But his body
+And fiery mind illustrate a brave father.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-Marke how his vertue, like a hidden Sun,
-Breakes through his baser garments.
+PIRITHOUS.
+Mark how his virtue, like a hidden sun,
+Breaks through his baser garments.
 
-HIPPOLITA.
-Hee's well got, sure.
+HIPPOLYTA.
+He’s well got, sure.
 
 THESEUS.
-What made you seeke this place, Sir?
+What made you seek this place, sir?
 
 ARCITE.
 Noble Theseus,
-To purchase name, and doe my ablest service
-To such a well-found wonder as thy worth,
-For onely in thy Court, of all the world,
-Dwells faire-eyd honor.
+To purchase name and do my ablest service
+To such a well-found wonder as thy worth;
+For only in thy court, of all the world,
+Dwells fair-eyed Honour.
 
-PERITHOUS.
+PIRITHOUS.
 All his words are worthy.
 
 THESEUS.
-Sir, we are much endebted to your travell,
-Nor shall you loose your wish: Perithous,
-Dispose of this faire Gentleman.
-
-PERITHOUS.
-Thankes, Theseus.
-What ere you are y'ar mine, and I shall give you
-To a most noble service, to this Lady,
-This bright yong Virgin; pray, observe her goodnesse;
-You have honourd hir faire birth-day with your vertues,
-And as your due y'ar hirs: kisse her faire hand, Sir.
+Sir, we are much indebted to your travel,
+Nor shall you lose your wish.—Pirithous,
+Dispose of this fair gentleman.
+
+PIRITHOUS.
+Thanks, Theseus.
+Whate’er you are, you’re mine, and I shall give you
+To a most noble service: to this lady,
+This bright young virgin; pray, observe her goodness.
+You have honoured her fair birthday with your virtues,
+And, as your due, you’re hers; kiss her fair hand, sir.
 
 ARCITE.
-Sir, y'ar a noble Giver: dearest Bewtie,
-Thus let me seale my vowd faith: when your Servant
-(Your most unworthie Creature) but offends you,
+Sir, you’re a noble giver.—Dearest beauty,
+Thus let me seal my vowed faith.
+
+[_He kisses her hand._]
+
+When your servant,
+Your most unworthy creature, but offends you,
 Command him die, he shall.
 
 EMILIA.
-That were too cruell.
-If you deserve well, Sir, I shall soone see't:
-Y'ar mine, and somewhat better than your rancke
-Ile use you.
+That were too cruel.
+If you deserve well, sir, I shall soon see ’t.
+You’re mine, and somewhat better than your rank
+I’ll use you.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-Ile see you furnish'd, and because you say
-You are a horseman, I must needs intreat you
-This after noone to ride, but tis a rough one.
+PIRITHOUS.
+I’ll see you furnished, and because you say
+You are a horseman, I must needs entreat you
+This afternoon to ride, but ’tis a rough one.
 
 ARCITE.
-I like him better, Prince, I shall not then
-Freeze in my Saddle.
+I like him better, Prince; I shall not then
+Freeze in my saddle.
 
 THESEUS.
-Sweet, you must be readie,
-And you, Emilia, and you, Friend, and all,
-To morrow by the Sun, to doe observance
-To flowry May, in Dians wood: waite well, Sir,
-Vpon your Mistris.  Emely, I hope
-He shall not goe a foote.
+Sweet, you must be ready,—
+And you, Emilia,—and you, friend,—and all,
+Tomorrow by the sun, to do observance
+To flowery May, in Dian’s wood.—Wait well, sir,
+Upon your mistress.—Emily, I hope
+He shall not go afoot.
 
 EMILIA.
-That were a shame, Sir,
-While I have horses: take your choice, and what
-You want at any time, let me but know it;
+That were a shame, sir,
+While I have horses.—Take your choice, and what
+You want at any time, let me but know it.
 If you serve faithfully, I dare assure you
-You'l finde a loving Mistris.
+You’ll find a loving mistress.
 
 ARCITE.
-If I doe not,
-Let me finde that my Father ever hated,
-Disgrace and blowes.
+If I do not,
+Let me find that my father ever hated,
+Disgrace and blows.
 
 THESEUS.
-Go, leade the way; you have won it:
-It shall be so; you shall receave all dues
-Fit for the honour you have won; Twer wrong else.
-Sister, beshrew my heart, you have a Servant,
-That, if I were a woman, would be Master,
-But you are wise.  [Florish.]
+Go lead the way; you have won it.
+It shall be so; you shall receive all dues
+Fit for the honour you have won; ’twere wrong else.
+Sister, beshrew my heart, you have a servant,
+That, if I were a woman, would be master.
+But you are wise.
 
 EMILIA.
-I hope too wise for that, Sir.  [Exeunt omnes.]
+I hope too wise for that, sir.
 
-SCENE 6.  (Before the prison.)
+[_Flourish. Exeunt._]
 
-[Enter Iaylors Daughter alone.]
+SCENE VI. Athens. Before the prison
+
+Enter Jailer’s Daughter alone.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Let all the Dukes, and all the divells rore,
-He is at liberty: I have venturd for him,
-And out I have brought him to a little wood
-A mile hence.  I have sent him, where a Cedar,
-Higher than all the rest, spreads like a plane
-Fast by a Brooke, and there he shall keepe close,
-Till I provide him Fyles and foode, for yet
-His yron bracelets are not off.  O Love,
-What a stout hearted child thou art!  My Father
-Durst better have indur'd cold yron, than done it:
+Let all the dukes and all the devils roar,
+He is at liberty! I have ventured for him
+And out I have brought him; to a little wood
+A mile hence I have sent him, where a cedar
+Higher than all the rest spreads like a plane
+Fast by a brook, and there he shall keep close
+Till I provide him files and food, for yet
+His iron bracelets are not off. O Love,
+What a stout-hearted child thou art! My father
+Durst better have endured cold iron than done it.
 I love him beyond love and beyond reason,
-Or wit, or safetie: I have made him know it.
-I care not, I am desperate; If the law
-Finde me, and then condemne me for't, some wenches,
-Some honest harted Maides, will sing my Dirge,
+Or wit, or safety. I have made him know it;
+I care not, I am desperate. If the law
+Find me and then condemn me for ’t, some wenches,
+Some honest-hearted maids, will sing my dirge
 And tell to memory my death was noble,
-Dying almost a Martyr: That way he takes,
-I purpose is my way too: Sure he cannot
-Be so unmanly, as to leave me here;
-If he doe, Maides will not so easily
-Trust men againe: And yet he has not thank'd me
-For what I have done: no not so much as kist me,
-And that (me thinkes) is not so well; nor scarcely
-Could I perswade him to become a Freeman,
+Dying almost a martyr. That way he takes,
+I purpose is my way too. Sure he cannot
+Be so unmanly as to leave me here.
+If he do, maids will not so easily
+Trust men again. And yet he has not thanked me
+For what I have done; no, not so much as kissed me,
+And that, methinks, is not so well; nor scarcely
+Could I persuade him to become a free man,
 He made such scruples of the wrong he did
-To me, and to my Father.  Yet I hope,
+To me and to my father. Yet I hope,
 When he considers more, this love of mine
-Will take more root within him: Let him doe
+Will take more root within him. Let him do
 What he will with me, so he use me kindly;
-For use me so he shall, or ile proclaime him,
-And to his face, no man.  Ile presently
-Provide him necessaries, and packe my cloathes up,
-And where there is a patch of ground Ile venture,
-So hee be with me; By him, like a shadow,
-Ile ever dwell; within this houre the whoobub
-Will be all ore the prison: I am then
-Kissing the man they looke for: farewell, Father;
+For use me so he shall, or I’ll proclaim him,
+And to his face, no man. I’ll presently
+Provide him necessaries and pack my clothes up,
+And where there is a path of ground I’ll venture,
+So he be with me. By him, like a shadow
+I’ll ever dwell. Within this hour the hubbub
+Will be all o’er the prison. I am then
+Kissing the man they look for. Farewell, father!
 Get many more such prisoners and such daughters,
-And shortly you may keepe yourselfe. Now to him!
+And shortly you may keep yourself. Now to him.
+
+[_Exit._]
+
+
+
 
 ACT III
 
-SCENE 1.  (A forest near Athens.)
+SCENE I. A forest near Athens
 
-[Cornets in sundry places.  Noise and hallowing as people a
-Maying.]
 
-[Enter Arcite alone.]
+Cornets in sundry places. Noise and hallowing as people a-Maying. Enter
+Arcite alone.
 
 ARCITE.
-The Duke has lost Hypolita; each tooke
-A severall land.  This is a solemne Right
-They owe bloomd May, and the Athenians pay it
-To'th heart of Ceremony.  O Queene Emilia,
-Fresher then May, sweeter
-Then hir gold Buttons on the bowes, or all
-Th'enamelld knackes o'th Meade or garden: yea,
-We challenge too the bancke of any Nymph
-That makes the streame seeme flowers; thou, o Iewell
-O'th wood, o'th world, hast likewise blest a place
-With thy sole presence: in thy rumination
-That I, poore man, might eftsoones come betweene
-And chop on some cold thought! thrice blessed chance,
-To drop on such a Mistris, expectation
-Most giltlesse on't! tell me, O Lady Fortune,
-(Next after Emely my Soveraigne) how far
-I may be prowd.  She takes strong note of me,
-Hath made me neere her; and this beuteous Morne
-(The prim'st of all the yeare) presents me with
-A brace of horses: two such Steeds might well
-Be by a paire of Kings backt, in a Field
-That their crownes titles tride.  Alas, alas,
-Poore Cosen Palamon, poore prisoner, thou
-So little dream'st upon my fortune, that
-Thou thinkst thyselfe the happier thing, to be
-So neare Emilia; me thou deem'st at Thebs,
-And therein wretched, although free.  But if
-Thou knew'st my Mistris breathd on me, and that
-I ear'd her language, livde in her eye, O Coz,
+The Duke has lost Hippolyta; each took
+A several land. This is a solemn rite
+They owe bloomed May, and the Athenians pay it
+To th’ heart of ceremony. O Queen Emilia,
+Fresher than May, sweeter
+Than her gold buttons on the boughs, or all
+Th’ enameled knacks o’ th’ mead or garden—yea,
+We challenge too the bank of any nymph
+That makes the stream seem flowers; thou, O jewel
+O’ th’ wood, o’ th’ world, hast likewise blessed a pace
+With thy sole presence. In thy rumination
+That I, poor man, might eftsoons come between
+And chop on some cold thought! Thrice blessed chance
+To drop on such a mistress, expectation
+Most guiltless on ’t. Tell me, O Lady Fortune,
+Next after Emily my sovereign, how far
+I may be proud. She takes strong note of me,
+Hath made me near her, and this beauteous morn,
+The prim’st of all the year, presents me with
+A brace of horses; two such steeds might well
+Be by a pair of kings backed, in a field
+That their crowns’ titles tried. Alas, alas,
+Poor cousin Palamon, poor prisoner, thou
+So little dream’st upon my fortune that
+Thou think’st thyself the happier thing, to be
+So near Emilia; me thou deem’st at Thebes,
+And therein wretched, although free. But if
+Thou knew’st my mistress breathed on me, and that
+I eared her language, lived in her eye, O coz,
 What passion would enclose thee!
 
-[Enter Palamon as out of a Bush, with his Shackles: bends his fist at
-Arcite.]
+Enter Palamon as out of a bush, with his shackles; he bends his fist at
+Arcite.
 
 PALAMON.
-Traytor kinesman,
-Thou shouldst perceive my passion, if these signes
+Traitor kinsman,
+Thou shouldst perceive my passion, if these signs
 Of prisonment were off me, and this hand
-But owner of a Sword: By all othes in one,
-I and the iustice of my love would make thee
-A confest Traytor.  O thou most perfidious
-That ever gently lookd; the voydest of honour,
-That eu'r bore gentle Token; falsest Cosen
-That ever blood made kin, call'st thou hir thine?
-Ile prove it in my Shackles, with these hands,
-Void of appointment, that thou ly'st, and art
-A very theefe in love, a Chaffy Lord,
-Nor worth the name of villaine: had I a Sword
-And these house clogges away—
+But owner of a sword. By all oaths in one,
+I and the justice of my love would make thee
+A confessed traitor! O thou most perfidious
+That ever gently looked, the void’st of honour
+That e’er bore gentle token, falsest cousin
+That ever blood made kin! Call’st thou her thine?
+I’ll prove it in my shackles, with these hands,
+Void of appointment, that thou liest, and art
+A very thief in love, a chaffy lord,
+Nor worth the name of villain. Had I a sword,
+And these house-clogs away—
 
 ARCITE.
-Deere Cosin Palamon—
+Dear cousin Palamon—
 
 PALAMON.
-Cosoner Arcite, give me language such
-As thou hast shewd me feate.
+Cozener Arcite, give me language such
+As thou hast showed me feat.
 
 ARCITE.
 Not finding in
-The circuit of my breast any grosse stuffe
-To forme me like your blazon, holds me to
-This gentlenesse of answer; tis your passion
-That thus mistakes, the which to you being enemy,
-Cannot to me be kind: honor, and honestie
-I cherish, and depend on, how so ev'r
-You skip them in me, and with them, faire Coz,
-Ile maintaine my proceedings; pray, be pleas'd
-To shew in generous termes your griefes, since that
-Your question's with your equall, who professes
-To cleare his owne way with the minde and Sword
-Of a true Gentleman.
+The circuit of my breast any gross stuff
+To form me like your blazon holds me to
+This gentleness of answer. ’Tis your passion
+That thus mistakes, the which, to you being enemy,
+Cannot to me be kind. Honour and honesty
+I cherish and depend on, howsoe’er
+You skip them in me, and with them, fair coz,
+I’ll maintain my proceedings. Pray be pleased
+To show in generous terms your griefs, since that
+Your question’s with your equal, who professes
+To clear his own way with the mind and sword
+Of a true gentleman.
 
 PALAMON.
 That thou durst, Arcite!
 
 ARCITE.
-My Coz, my Coz, you have beene well advertis'd
-How much I dare, y'ave seene me use my Sword
-Against th'advice of feare: sure, of another
-You would not heare me doubted, but your silence
-Should breake out, though i'th Sanctuary.
+My coz, my coz, you have been well advertised
+How much I dare; you’ve seen me use my sword
+Against th’ advice of fear. Sure, of another
+You would not hear me doubted, but your silence
+Should break out, though i’ th’ sanctuary.
 
 PALAMON.
 Sir,
-I have seene you move in such a place, which well
-Might justifie your manhood; you were calld
-A good knight and a bold; But the whole weeke's not faire,
-If any day it rayne: Their valiant temper
-Men loose when they encline to trecherie,
-And then they fight like coupelld Beares, would fly
-Were they not tyde.
+I have seen you move in such a place, which well
+Might justify your manhood; you were called
+A good knight and a bold. But the whole week’s not fair
+If any day it rain. Their valiant temper
+Men lose when they incline to treachery;
+And then they fight like compelled bears, would fly
+Were they not tied.
 
 ARCITE.
 Kinsman, you might as well
-Speake this and act it in your Glasse, as to
-His eare which now disdaines you.
+Speak this and act it in your glass as to
+His ear which now disdains you.
 
 PALAMON.
-Come up to me,
-Quit me of these cold Gyves, give me a Sword,
-Though it be rustie, and the charity
-Of one meale lend me; Come before me then,
-A good Sword in thy hand, and doe but say
-That Emily is thine: I will forgive
-The trespasse thou hast done me, yea, my life,
-If then thou carry't, and brave soules in shades
-That have dyde manly, which will seeke of me
-Some newes from earth, they shall get none but this,
+Come up to me;
+Quit me of these cold gyves, give me a sword
+Though it be rusty, and the charity
+Of one meal lend me. Come before me then,
+A good sword in thy hand, and do but say
+That Emily is thine, I will forgive
+The trespass thou hast done me, yea, my life,
+If then thou carry ’t; and brave souls in shades
+That have died manly, which will seek of me
+Some news from earth, they shall get none but this:
 That thou art brave and noble.
 
 ARCITE.
-Be content:
-Againe betake you to your hawthorne house;
-With counsaile of the night, I will be here
-With wholesome viands; these impediments
+Be content.
+Again betake you to your hawthorn house.
+With counsel of the night, I will be here
+With wholesome viands. These impediments
 Will I file off; you shall have garments and
-Perfumes to kill the smell o'th prison; after,
-When you shall stretch yourselfe and say but, “Arcite,
-I am in plight,” there shall be at your choyce
-Both Sword and Armour.
+Perfumes to kill the smell o’ th’ prison. After,
+When you shall stretch yourself and say but “Arcite,
+I am in plight,” there shall be at your choice
+Both sword and armour.
 
 PALAMON.
 Oh you heavens, dares any
-So noble beare a guilty busines! none
-But onely Arcite, therefore none but Arcite
-In this kinde is so bold.
+So noble bear a guilty busines! None
+But only Arcite, therefore none but Arcite
+In this kind is so bold.
 
 ARCITE.
-Sweete Palamon.
+Sweet Palamon.
 
 PALAMON.
-I doe embrace you and your offer,—for
-Your offer doo't I onely, Sir; your person,
-Without hipocrisy I may not wish  [Winde hornes of Cornets.]
-More then my Swords edge ont.
+I do embrace you and your offer; for
+Your offer do ’t I only, sir; your person,
+Without hypocrisy I may not wish
+More then my sword’s edge on ’t.
+
+[_Wind horns of cornets._]
 
 ARCITE.
-You heare the Hornes;
-Enter your Musite least this match between's
-Be crost, er met: give me your hand; farewell.
-Ile bring you every needfull thing: I pray you,
+You hear the horns.
+Enter your musit, lest this match between ’s
+Be crossed ere met. Give me your hand; farewell.
+I’ll bring you every needful thing. I pray you,
 Take comfort and be strong.
 
 PALAMON.
-Pray hold your promise;
-And doe the deede with a bent brow: most certaine
-You love me not, be rough with me, and powre
-This oile out of your language; by this ayre,
-I could for each word give a Cuffe, my stomach
-Not reconcild by reason.
+Pray hold your promise,
+And do the deed with a bent brow. Most certain
+You love me not; be rough with me, and pour
+This oil out of your language. By this air,
+I could for each word give a cuff, my stomach
+Not reconciled by reason.
 
 ARCITE.
-Plainely spoken,
-Yet pardon me hard language: when I spur  [Winde hornes.]
+Plainly spoken.
+Yet pardon me hard language. When I spur
 My horse, I chide him not; content and anger
-In me have but one face.  Harke, Sir, they call
-The scatterd to the Banket; you must guesse
+In me have but one face.
+
+[_Wind horns._]
+
+Hark, sir, they call
+The scattered to the banquet. You must guess
 I have an office there.
 
 PALAMON.
 Sir, your attendance
 Cannot please heaven, and I know your office
-Vnjustly is atcheev'd.
+Unjustly is achieved.
 
 ARCITE.
-If a good title,
-I am perswaded this question sicke between's
-By bleeding must be cur'd.  I am a Suitour,
-That to your Sword you will bequeath this plea
-And talke of it no more.
+’Tis a good title.
+I am persuaded, this question, sick between ’s,
+By bleeding must be cured. I am a suitor
+That to your sword you will bequeath this plea,
+And talk of it no more.
 
 PALAMON.
 But this one word:
-You are going now to gaze upon my Mistris,
-For note you, mine she is—
+You are going now to gaze upon my mistress,
+For, note you, mine she is—
 
 ARCITE.
-Nay, then.
+Nay, then—
 
 PALAMON.
 Nay, pray you,
-You talke of feeding me to breed me strength:
-You are going now to looke upon a Sun
-That strengthens what it lookes on; there
-You have a vantage ore me, but enjoy't till
-I may enforce my remedy.  Farewell.  [Exeunt.]
+You talk of feeding me to breed me strength.
+You are going now to look upon a sun
+That strengthens what it looks on; there
+You have a vantage o’er me. But enjoy ’t till
+I may enforce my remedy. Farewell.
+
+[_Exeunt._]
 
-SCENE 2.  (Another Part of the forest.)
+SCENE II. Another Part of the forest
 
-[Enter Iaylors daughter alone.]
+Enter Jailer’s Daughter alone.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-He has mistooke the Brake I meant, is gone
-After his fancy.  Tis now welnigh morning;
-No matter, would it were perpetuall night,
-And darkenes Lord o'th world.  Harke, tis a woolfe:
-In me hath greife slaine feare, and but for one thing
-I care for nothing, and that's Palamon.
-I wreake not if the wolves would jaw me, so
-He had this File: what if I hallowd for him?
-I cannot hallow: if I whoop'd, what then?
-If he not answeard, I should call a wolfe,
-And doe him but that service.  I have heard
-Strange howles this live-long night, why may't not be
-They have made prey of him? he has no weapons,
-He cannot run, the Iengling of his Gives
+He has mistook the brake I meant, is gone
+After his fancy. ’Tis now well-nigh morning.
+No matter; would it were perpetual night,
+And darkness lord o’ th’ world. Hark, ’tis a wolf!
+In me hath grief slain fear, and but for one thing,
+I care for nothing, and that’s Palamon.
+I reck not if the wolves would jaw me, so
+He had this file. What if I hallowed for him?
+I cannot hallow. If I whooped, what then?
+If he not answered, I should call a wolf,
+And do him but that service. I have heard
+Strange howls this livelong night; why may ’t not be
+They have made prey of him? He has no weapons;
+He cannot run; the jingling of his gyves
 Might call fell things to listen, who have in them
-A sence to know a man unarmd, and can
-Smell where resistance is.  Ile set it downe
-He's torne to peeces; they howld many together
-And then they fed on him: So much for that,
-Be bold to ring the Bell; how stand I then?
-All's char'd when he is gone.  No, no, I lye,
-My Father's to be hang'd for his escape;
-My selfe to beg, if I prizd life so much
-As to deny my act, but that I would not,
-Should I try death by dussons.—I am mop't,
-Food tooke I none these two daies,
-Sipt some water.  I have not closd mine eyes
-Save when my lids scowrd off their brine; alas,
-Dissolue my life, Let not my sence unsettle,
-Least I should drowne, or stab or hang my selfe.
-O state of Nature, faile together in me,
-Since thy best props are warpt! So, which way now?
-The best way is the next way to a grave:
-Each errant step beside is torment.  Loe,
-The Moone is down, the Cryckets chirpe, the Schreichowle
-Calls in the dawne; all offices are done
-Save what I faile in: But the point is this,
-An end, and that is all.  [Exit.]
-
-SCENE 3.  (Same as Scene I.)
-
-[Enter Arcite, with Meate, Wine, and Files.]
+A sense to know a man unarmed and can
+Smell where resistance is. I’ll set it down
+He’s torn to pieces; they howled many together,
+And then they fed on him. So much for that.
+Be bold to ring the bell. How stand I then?
+All’s chared when he is gone. No, no, I lie.
+My father’s to be hanged for his escape;
+Myself to beg, if I prized life so much
+As to deny my act; but that I would not,
+Should I try death by dozens. I am moped.
+Food took I none these two days;
+Sipped some water. I have not closed mine eyes
+Save when my lids scoured off their brine. Alas,
+Dissolve, my life! Let not my sense unsettle,
+Lest I should drown, or stab, or hang myself.
+O state of nature, fail together in me,
+Since thy best props are warped! So, which way now?
+The best way is the next way to a grave;
+Each errant step beside is torment. Lo,
+The moon is down, the crickets chirp, the screech owl
+Calls in the dawn. All offices are done
+Save what I fail in. But the point is this:
+An end, and that is all.
+
+[_Exit._]
+
+SCENE III. The same part of the forest as in scene I.
+
+Enter Arcite with meat, wine and files.
 
 ARCITE.
-I should be neere the place: hoa, Cosen Palamon.  [Enter
-Palamon.]
+I should be near the place.—Ho! Cousin Palamon!
 
 PALAMON.
-Arcite?
+[_From the bush._] Arcite?
 
 ARCITE.
-The same: I have brought you foode and files.
-Come forth and feare not, here's no Theseus.
+The same. I have brought you food and files.
+Come forth and fear not; here’s no Theseus.
+
+Enter Palamon.
 
 PALAMON.
 Nor none so honest, Arcite.
 
 ARCITE.
-That's no matter,
-Wee'l argue that hereafter: Come, take courage;
-You shall not dye thus beastly: here, Sir, drinke;
-I know you are faint: then ile talke further with you.
+That’s no matter.
+We’ll argue that hereafter. Come, take courage;
+You shall not die thus beastly. Here, sir, drink—
+I know you are faint—then I’ll talk further with you.
 
 PALAMON.
-Arcite, thou mightst now poyson me.
+Arcite, thou mightst now poison me.
 
 ARCITE.
-I might,
-But I must feare you first: Sit downe, and, good, now
-No more of these vaine parlies; let us not,
+I might;
+But I must fear you first. Sit down and, good now,
+No more of these vain parleys; let us not,
 Having our ancient reputation with us,
-Make talke for Fooles and Cowards.  To your health, &c.
+Make talk for fools and cowards. To your health.
+
+[_Drinks._]
 
 PALAMON.
-Doe.
+Do.
 
 ARCITE.
-Pray, sit downe then; and let me entreate you,
+Pray sit down, then, and let me entreat you,
 By all the honesty and honour in you,
-No mention of this woman: t'will disturbe us;
+No mention of this woman; ’twill disturb us.
 We shall have time enough.
 
 PALAMON.
-Well, Sir, Ile pledge you.
+Well, sir, I’ll pledge you.
+
+[_Drinks._]
 
 ARCITE.
-Drinke a good hearty draught; it breeds good blood, man.
-Doe not you feele it thaw you?
+Drink a good hearty draught; it breeds good blood, man.
+Do not you feel it thaw you?
 
 PALAMON.
-Stay, Ile tell you after a draught or two more.
+Stay, I’ll tell you
+After a draught or two more.
 
 ARCITE.
-Spare it not, the Duke has more, Cuz: Eate now.
+Spare it not; the Duke has more, coz. Eat now.
 
 PALAMON.
 Yes.
 
+[_Eats._]
+
 ARCITE.
 I am glad you have so good a stomach.
 
 PALAMON.
-I am gladder I have so good meate too't.
+I am gladder I have so good meat to ’t.
 
 ARCITE.
-Is't not mad lodging here in the wild woods, Cosen?
+Is’t not mad lodging,
+Here in the wild woods, cousin?
 
 PALAMON.
-Yes, for them that have wilde Consciences.
+Yes, for them
+That have wild consciences.
 
 ARCITE.
-How tasts your vittails? your hunger needs no sawce, I see.
+How tastes your victuals?
+Your hunger needs no sauce, I see.
 
 PALAMON.
-Not much;
-But if it did, yours is too tart, sweete Cosen: what is this?
+Not much.
+But if it did, yours is too tart, sweet cousin.
+What is this?
 
 ARCITE.
 Venison.
 
 PALAMON.
-Tis a lusty meate:
-Giue me more wine; here, Arcite, to the wenches
-We have known in our daies.  The Lord Stewards daughter,
-Doe you remember her?
+’Tis a lusty meat.
+Give me more wine. Here, Arcite, to the wenches
+We have known in our days! The Lord Steward’s daughter,
+Do you remember her?
 
 ARCITE.
-After you, Cuz.
+After you, coz.
 
 PALAMON.
-She lov'd a black-haird man.
+She loved a black-haired man.
 
 ARCITE.
-She did so; well, Sir.
+She did so; well, sir?
 
 PALAMON.
 And I have heard some call him Arcite, and—
 
 ARCITE.
-Out with't, faith.
+Out with’t, faith.
 
 PALAMON.
-She met him in an Arbour:
-What did she there, Cuz? play o'th virginals?
+She met him in an arbour.
+What did she there, coz? Play o’ th’ virginals?
 
 ARCITE.
-Something she did, Sir.
+Something she did, sir.
 
 PALAMON.
-Made her groane a moneth for't, or 2. or 3. or 10.
+Made her groan a month for ’t,
+Or two, or three, or ten.
 
 ARCITE.
-The Marshals Sister
-Had her share too, as I remember, Cosen,
-Else there be tales abroade; you'l pledge her?
+The Marshal’s sister
+Had her share too, as I remember, cousin,
+Else there be tales abroad. You’ll pledge her?
 
 PALAMON.
 Yes.
 
 ARCITE.
-A pretty broune wench t'is.  There was a time
-When yong men went a hunting, and a wood,
-And a broade Beech: and thereby hangs a tale:—heigh ho!
+A pretty brown wench ’tis. There was a time
+When young men went a-hunting, and a wood,
+And a broad beech; and thereby hangs a tale.
+Heigh ho!
 
 PALAMON.
-For Emily, upon my life!  Foole,
-Away with this straind mirth; I say againe,
-That sigh was breathd for Emily; base Cosen,
-Dar'st thou breake first?
+For Emily, upon my life! Fool,
+Away with this strained mirth! I say again
+That sigh was breathed for Emily. Base cousin,
+Dar’st thou break first?
 
 ARCITE.
 You are wide.
 
 PALAMON.
-By heaven and earth, ther's nothing in thee honest.
+By heaven and earth,
+There’s nothing in thee honest.
 
 ARCITE.
-Then Ile leave you: you are a Beast now.
+Then I’ll leave you.
+You are a beast now.
 
 PALAMON.
-As thou makst me, Traytour.
+As thou mak’st me, traitor.
 
 ARCITE.
-Ther's all things needfull, files and shirts, and perfumes:
-Ile come againe some two howres hence, and bring
-That that shall quiet all,
+There’s all things needful: files and shirts and perfumes.
+I’ll come again some two hours hence, and bring
+That that shall quiet all.
 
 PALAMON.
-A Sword and Armour?
+A sword and armour?
 
 ARCITE.
-Feare me not; you are now too fowle; farewell.
-Get off your Trinkets; you shall want nought.
+Fear me not. You are now too foul. Farewell.
+Get off your trinkets; you shall want naught.
 
 PALAMON.
-Sir, ha—
+Sirrah—
 
 ARCITE.
-Ile heare no more.  [Exit.]
+I’ll hear no more.
+
+[_Exit._]
 
 PALAMON.
-If he keepe touch, he dies for't.  [Exit.]
+If he keep touch, he dies for ’t.
+
+[_Exit._]
 
-SCENE 4.  (Another part of the forest.)
+SCENE IV. Another part of the forest
 
-[Enter Iaylors daughter.]
+Enter Jailer’s Daughter.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-I am very cold, and all the Stars are out too,
-The little Stars, and all, that looke like aglets:
-The Sun has seene my Folly.  Palamon!
-Alas no; hees in heaven.  Where am I now?
-Yonder's the sea, and ther's a Ship; how't tumbles!
-And ther's a Rocke lies watching under water;
-Now, now, it beates upon it; now, now, now,
-Ther's a leak sprung, a sound one, how they cry!
-Spoon her before the winde, you'l loose all els:
-Vp with a course or two, and take about, Boyes.
-Good night, good night, y'ar gone.—I am very hungry.
-Would I could finde a fine Frog; he would tell me
-Newes from all parts o'th world, then would I make
-A Carecke of a Cockle shell, and sayle
-By east and North East to the King of Pigmes,
-For he tels fortunes rarely.  Now my Father,
-Twenty to one, is trust up in a trice
-To morrow morning; Ile say never a word.
-
-[Sing.]
-
-For ile cut my greene coat a foote above my knee, And ile clip my
-yellow lockes an inch below mine eie. hey, nonny, nonny, nonny, He's
-buy me a white Cut, forth for to ride And ile goe seeke him, throw the
-world that is so wide hey nonny, nonny, nonny.
-
-O for a pricke now like a Nightingale,
-To put my breast against.  I shall sleepe like a Top else.
-[Exit.]
-
-SCENE 5.  (Another part of the forest.)
-
-[Enter a Schoole master, 4. Countrymen, and Bavian. 2. or 3. wenches,
-with a Taborer.]
+I am very cold, and all the stars are out too,
+The little stars and all, that look like aglets.
+The sun has seen my folly. Palamon!
+Alas, no; he’s in heaven. Where am I now?
+Yonder’s the sea, and there’s a ship; how ’t tumbles!
+And there’s a rock lies watching under water;
+Now, now, it beats upon it; now, now, now,
+There’s a leak sprung, a sound one! How they cry!
+Spoom her before the wind, you’ll lose all else.
+Up with a course or two, and tack about, boys!
+Good night, good night; you’re gone. I am very hungry.
+Would I could find a fine frog; he would tell me
+News from all parts o’ th’ world; then would I make
+A carrack of a cockle shell, and sail
+By east and north-east to the king of pygmies,
+For he tells fortunes rarely. Now my father,
+Twenty to one, is trussed up in a trice
+Tomorrow morning. I’ll say never a word.
+
+[_Sings._]
+
+_For I’ll cut my green coat a foot above my knee,
+And I’ll clip my yellow locks an inch below mine eye.
+Hey nonny, nonny, nonny.
+He’s buy me a white cut, forth for to ride,
+And I’ll go seek him through the world that is so wide.
+Hey nonny, nonny, nonny._
+O, for a prick now, like a nightingale,
+To put my breast against. I shall sleep like a top else.
+
+[_Exit._]
+
+SCENE V. Another part of the forest
+
+Enter a Schoolmaster and five Countrymen, one dressed as a Bavian.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
-Fy, fy, what tediosity, & disensanity is here among ye? have my
-Rudiments bin labourd so long with ye? milkd unto ye, and by a figure
-even the very plumbroth & marrow of my understanding laid upon ye? and
-do you still cry: where, and how, & wherfore? you most course freeze
-capacities, ye jane Iudgements, have I saide: thus let be, and there
-let be, and then let be, and no man understand mee?  Proh deum, medius
-fidius, ye are all dunces!  For why, here stand I, Here the Duke comes,
-there are you close in the Thicket; the Duke appeares, I meete him and
-unto him I utter learned things and many figures; he heares, and nods,
-and hums, and then cries: rare, and I goe forward; at length I fling my
-Cap up; marke there; then do you, as once did Meleager and the Bore,
-break comly out before him: like true lovers, cast your selves in a
-Body decently, and sweetly, by a figure trace and turne, Boyes.
-
-1. COUNTREYMAN.
-And sweetly we will doe it Master Gerrold.
-
-2. COUNTREYMAN.
-Draw up the Company.  Where's the Taborour?
-
-3. COUNTREYMAN.
+Fie, fie,
+What tediosity and disinsanity
+Is here among ye! Have my rudiments
+Been laboured so long with ye, milked unto ye,
+And, by a figure, even the very plum-broth
+And marrow of my understanding laid upon ye,
+And do you still cry “Where?” and “How?” and “Wherefore?”
+You most coarse-frieze capacities, ye jean judgments,
+Have I said “Thus let be” and “There let be”
+And “Then let be” and no man understand me?
+_Proh Deum, medius fidius_, ye are all dunces!
+Forwhy,
+Here stand I; here the Duke comes; there are you,
+Close in the thicket; the Duke appears; I meet him
+And unto him I utter learned things
+And many figures; he hears, and nods, and hums,
+And then cries “Rare!” and I go forward. At length
+I fling my cap up—mark there! Then do you
+As once did Meleager and the boar,
+Break comely out before him; like true lovers,
+Cast yourselves in a body decently,
+And sweetly, by a figure, trace and turn, boys.
+
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN.
+And sweetly we will do it, Master Gerald.
+
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN.
+Draw up the company. Where’s the taborer?
+
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN.
 Why, Timothy!
 
 TABORER.
-Here, my mad boyes, have at ye.
+Here, my mad boys, have at ye.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
-But I say, where's their women?
+But I say, where’s their women?
+
+Enter five Countrywomen.
 
-4. COUNTREYMAN.
-Here's Friz and Maudline.
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN.
+Here’s Friz and Maudlin.
 
-2. COUNTREYMAN.
-And little Luce with the white legs, and bouncing Barbery.
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN.
+And little Luce with the white legs, and bouncing Barbary.
 
-1. COUNTREYMAN.
-And freckeled Nel, that never faild her Master.
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN.
+And freckled Nel, that never failed her master.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
-Wher be your Ribands, maids? swym with your Bodies
-And carry it sweetly, and deliverly
-And now and then a fauour, and a friske.
+Where be your ribbons, maids? Swim with your bodies,
+And carry it sweetly and deliverly,
+And now and then a favour and a frisk.
 
 NEL.
-Let us alone, Sir.
+Let us alone, sir.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
-Wher's the rest o'th Musicke?
+Where’s the rest o’ th’ music?
 
-3. COUNTREYMAN.
-Dispersd as you commanded.
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN.
+Dispersed, as you commanded.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
 Couple, then,
-And see what's wanting; wher's the Bavian?
-My friend, carry your taile without offence
-Or scandall to the Ladies; and be sure
+And see what’s wanting. Where’s the Bavian?
+My friend, carry your tail without offence
+Or scandal to the ladies; and be sure
 You tumble with audacity and manhood;
-And when you barke, doe it with judgement.
+And when you bark, do it with judgment.
 
 BAVIAN.
-Yes, Sir.
+Yes, sir.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
-Quo usque tandem?  Here is a woman wanting.
+_Quo usque tandem?_ Here is a woman wanting.
 
-4. COUNTREYMAN.
-We may goe whistle: all the fat's i'th fire.
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN.
+We may go whistle; all the fat’s i’ th’ fire.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
 We have,
-As learned Authours utter, washd a Tile,
-We have beene FATUUS, and laboured vainely.
+as learned authors utter, washed a tile.
+we have been _fatuus_ and laboured vainly.
 
-2. COUNTREYMAN.
-This is that scornefull peece, that scurvy hilding,
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN.
+This is that scornful piece, that scurvy hilding,
 That gave her promise faithfully, she would be here,
-Cicely the Sempsters daughter:
-The next gloves that I give her shall be dog skin;
-Nay and she faile me once—you can tell, Arcas,
-She swore by wine and bread, she would not breake.
+Cicely, the sempster’s daughter.
+The next gloves that I give her shall be dogskin!
+Nay an she fail me once—You can tell, Arcas,
+She swore by wine and bread, she would not break.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
-An Eele and woman,
-A learned Poet sayes, unles by'th taile
-And with thy teeth thou hold, will either faile.
+An eel and woman,
+A learned poet says, unless by th’ tail
+And with thy teeth thou hold, will either fail.
 In manners this was false position
 
-1. COUNTREYMAN.
-A fire ill take her; do's she flinch now?
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN.
+A fire ill take her; does she flinch now?
 
-3. COUNTREYMAN.
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN.
 What
-Shall we determine, Sir?
+Shall we determine, sir?
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
 Nothing.
-Our busines is become a nullity;
-Yea, and a woefull, and a pittious nullity.
+Our busines is become a nullity,
+Yea, and a woeful and a piteous nullity.
 
-4. COUNTREYMAN.
-Now when the credite of our Towne lay on it,
-Now to be frampall, now to pisse o'th nettle!
-Goe thy waies; ile remember thee, ile fit thee.
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN.
+Now, when the credit of our town lay on it,
+Now to be frampul, now to piss o’ th’ nettle!
+Go thy ways; I’ll remember thee. I’ll fit thee.
 
-[Enter Iaylors daughter.]
+Enter Jailer’s Daughter.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-[Sings.]
-
-The George alow came from the South,
-From the coast of Barbary a.
-And there he met with brave gallants of war
-By one, by two, by three, a.
-
-Well haild, well haild, you jolly gallants,
-And whither now are you bound a?
-O let me have your company  [Chaire and stooles out.]
-Till (I) come to the sound a.
-
-There was three fooles, fell out about an howlet:
-The one sed it was an owle,
-The other he sed nay,
-The third he sed it was a hawke,
-And her bels wer cut away.
-
-3. COUNTREYMAN.
-Ther's a dainty mad woman M(aiste)r
-Comes i'th Nick, as mad as a march hare:
-If wee can get her daunce, wee are made againe:
-I warrant her, shee'l doe the rarest gambols.
-
-1. COUNTREYMAN.
-A mad woman? we are made, Boyes.
+[_Sings_.]
+_The George Alow came from the south,
+From the coast of Barbary-a.
+And there he met with brave gallants of war,
+By one, by two, by three-a._
+
+_Well hailed, well hailed, you jolly gallants,
+And whither now are you bound-a?
+O let me have your company
+Till I come to the sound-a._
+
+_There was three fools fell out about an howlet:
+The one said it was an owl,
+The other he said nay,
+The third he said it was a hawk,
+And her bells were cut away._
+
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN.
+There’s a dainty mad woman, Master,
+Comes i’ th’ nick, as mad as a March hare.
+If we can get her dance, we are made again;
+I warrant her, she’ll do the rarest gambols.
+
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN.
+A madwoman? We are made, boys.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
 And are you mad, good woman?
 
 DAUGHTER.
-I would be sorry else;
+I would be sorry else.
 Give me your hand.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
@@ -174994,359 +175159,384 @@ Why?
 
 DAUGHTER.
 I can tell your fortune.
-You are a foole: tell ten.  I have pozd him: Buz!
-Friend you must eate no whitebread; if you doe,
-Your teeth will bleede extreamely.  Shall we dance, ho?
-I know you, y'ar a Tinker: Sirha Tinker,
-Stop no more holes, but what you should.
+You are a fool. Tell ten. I have posed him. Buzz!
+Friend, you must eat no white bread; if you do,
+Your teeth will bleed extremely. Shall we dance, ho?
+I know you, you’re a tinker; sirrah tinker,
+Stop no more holes but what you should.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
-Dij boni.  A Tinker, Damzell?
+_Dii boni!_ A tinker, damsel?
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Or a Conjurer:
-Raise me a devill now, and let him play
-Quipassa o'th bels and bones.
+Or a conjurer.
+Raise me a devil now, and let him play
+_Qui passa_ o’ th’ bells and bones.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
-Goe, take her,
-And fluently perswade her to a peace:
-Et opus exegi, quod nec Iouis ira, nec ignis.
-Strike up, and leade her in.
+Go, take her,
+And fluently persuade her to a peace.
+_Et opus exegi, quod nec Jovis ira, nec ignis—_
+Strike up, and lead her in.
 
-2. COUNTREYMAN.
-Come, Lasse, lets trip it.
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN.
+Come, lass, let’s trip it.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Ile leade.  [Winde Hornes.]
+I’ll lead.
 
-3. COUNTREYMAN.
-Doe, doe.
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN.
+Do, do!
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
-Perswasively, and cunningly: away, boyes,  [Ex. all but
-Schoolemaster.]
-I heare the hornes: give me some meditation,
-And marke your Cue.—Pallas inspire me.
+Persuasively, and cunningly.
+Away, boys; I hear the horns. Give me some meditation,
+And mark your cue.
+
+[_Exeunt all but Schoolmaster._]
 
-[Enter Thes. Pir. Hip. Emil. Arcite, and traine.]
+Pallas inspire me.
+
+Enter Theseus, Pirithous, Hippolyta, Emilia, and train.
 
 THESEUS.
-This way the Stag tooke.
+This way the stag took.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
-Stay, and edifie.
+Stay, and edify!
 
 THESEUS.
 What have we here?
 
-PERITHOUS.
-Some Countrey sport, upon my life, Sir.
+PIRITHOUS.
+Some country sport, upon my life, sir.
 
 THESEUS.
-Well, Sir, goe forward, we will edifie.
-Ladies, sit downe, wee'l stay it.
+Well, sir, go forward; we will “edify.”
+Ladies, sit down. We’ll stay it.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
-Thou, doughtie Duke, all haile: all haile, sweet Ladies.
+Thou doughty Duke, all hail! All hail, sweet ladies!
 
 THESEUS.
 This is a cold beginning.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
-If you but favour, our Country pastime made is.
-We are a few of those collected here,
-That ruder Tongues distinguish villager;
-And to say veritie, and not to fable,
-We are a merry rout, or else a rable,
-Or company, or, by a figure, Choris,
-That fore thy dignitie will dance a Morris.
-And I, that am the rectifier of all,
-By title Pedagogus, that let fall
-The Birch upon the breeches of the small ones,
-And humble with a Ferula the tall ones,
-Doe here present this Machine, or this frame:
-And daintie Duke, whose doughtie dismall fame
-From Dis to Dedalus, from post to pillar,
-Is blowne abroad, helpe me thy poore well willer,
-And with thy twinckling eyes looke right and straight
-Vpon this mighty MORR—of mickle waight;
-IS now comes in, which being glewd together,
-Makes MORRIS, and the cause that we came hether.
-The body of our sport, of no small study,
-I first appeare, though rude, and raw, and muddy,
-To speake before thy noble grace this tenner:
-At whose great feete I offer up my penner.
-The next the Lord of May and Lady bright,
-The Chambermaid and Servingman by night
-That seeke out silent hanging: Then mine Host
-And his fat Spowse, that welcomes to their cost
-The gauled Traveller, and with a beckning
-Informes the Tapster to inflame the reckning:
-Then the beast eating Clowne, and next the foole,
-The Bavian, with long tayle and eke long toole,
-Cum multis alijs that make a dance:
-Say 'I,' and all shall presently advance.
+If you but favour, our country pastime made is.
+We are a few of those collected here
+That ruder tongues distinguish “villager.”
+And to say verity, and not to fable,
+We are a merry rout, or else a _rabble_,
+Or company, or by a figure, _chorus_,
+That ’fore thy dignity will dance a morris.
+And I that am the rectifier of all,
+By title _pædagogus_, that let fall
+The birch upon the breeches of the small ones,
+And humble with a ferula the tall ones,
+Do here present this machine, or this frame.
+And, dainty Duke, whose doughty dismal fame
+From Dis to Dædalus, from post to pillar,
+Is blown abroad, help me, thy poor well-willer,
+And with thy twinkling eyes look right and straight
+Upon this mighty _Morr_, of mickle weight.
+_Is_ now comes in, which being glued together
+Makes _Morris_, and the cause that we came hither.
+The body of our sport, of no small study.
+I first appear, though rude and raw and muddy,
+To speak before thy noble grace this tenner,
+At whose great feet I offer up my penner.
+The next, the Lord of May and Lady bright,
+The Chambermaid and Servingman, by night
+That seek out silent hanging; then mine Host
+And his fat Spouse, that welcomes to their cost
+The galled traveller, and with a beck’ning
+Informs the tapster to inflame the reck’ning.
+Then the beest-eating Clown and next the Fool,
+The Bavian with long tail and eke long tool,
+_Cum multis aliis_ that make a dance.
+Say “Ay,” and all shall presently advance.
 
 THESEUS.
-I, I, by any meanes, deere Domine.
+Ay, ay, by any means, dear _Domine_.
 
-PERITHOUS.
+PIRITHOUS.
 Produce.
 
-(SCHOOLMASTER.)
-Intrate, filij; Come forth, and foot it.—
-
-[Musicke, Dance.  Knocke for Schoole.]
-
-[Enter the Dance.]
-
-Ladies, if we have beene merry,
-And have pleasd yee with a derry,
-And a derry, and a downe,
-Say the Schoolemaster's no Clowne:
-Duke, if we have pleasd thee too,
-And have done as good Boyes should doe,
-Give us but a tree or twaine
-For a Maypole, and againe,
-Ere another yeare run out,
-Wee'l make thee laugh and all this rout.
+SCHOOLMASTER.
+_Intrate, filii!_ Come forth and foot it.
+
+Music. Enter the Countrymen, Countrywomen and Jailer’s Daughter; they
+perform a morris dance.
+
+Ladies, if we have been merry
+And have pleased ye with a derry,
+And a derry, and a down,
+Say the schoolmaster’s no clown.
+Duke, if we have pleased thee too
+And have done as good boys should do,
+Give us but a tree or twain
+For a Maypole, and again,
+Ere another year run out,
+We’ll make thee laugh, and all this rout.
 
 THESEUS.
-Take 20., Domine; how does my sweet heart?
+Take twenty, _Domine_.—How does my sweetheart?
 
-HIPPOLITA.
-Never so pleasd, Sir.
+HIPPOLYTA.
+Never so pleased, sir.
 
 EMILIA.
-Twas an excellent dance, and for a preface
-I never heard a better.
+’Twas an excellent dance,
+And, for a preface, I never heard a better.
 
 THESEUS.
-Schoolemaster, I thanke you.—One see'em all rewarded.
+Schoolmaster, I thank you.—One see’em all rewarded.
+
+PIRITHOUS.
+And here’s something to paint your pole withal.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-And heer's something to paint your Pole withall.
+[_He gives money._]
 
 THESEUS.
-Now to our sports againe.
+Now to our sports again.
 
 SCHOOLMASTER.
-May the Stag thou huntst stand long,
-And thy dogs be swift and strong:
+May the stag thou hunt’st stand long,
+And thy dogs be swift and strong;
 May they kill him without lets,
-And the Ladies eate his dowsets!
-Come, we are all made.  [Winde Hornes.]
-Dij Deoeq(ue) omnes, ye have danc'd rarely, wenches.  [Exeunt.]
+And the ladies eat his dowsets.
+
+[_Exeunt Theseus, Pirithous, Hippolyta, Emelia, Arcite and Train. Horns
+winded as they go out._]
+
+Come, we are all made. _Dii deæque omnes_,
+You have danced rarely, wenches.
+
+[_Exeunt._]
 
-SCENE 6.  (Same as Scene III.)
+SCENE VI. The same part of the forest as in scene III.
 
-[Enter Palamon from the Bush.]
+Enter Palamon from the bush.
 
 PALAMON.
-About this houre my Cosen gave his faith
-To visit me againe, and with him bring
-Two Swords, and two good Armors; if he faile,
-He's neither man nor Souldier.  When he left me,
-I did not thinke a weeke could have restord
-My lost strength to me, I was growne so low,
-And Crest-falne with my wants: I thanke thee, Arcite,
-Thou art yet a faire Foe; and I feele my selfe
-With this refreshing, able once againe
-To out dure danger: To delay it longer
+About this hour my cousin gave his faith
+To visit me again, and with him bring
+Two swords and two good armours. If he fail,
+He’s neither man nor soldier. When he left me,
+I did not think a week could have restored
+My lost strength to me, I was grown so low
+And crestfall’n with my wants. I thank thee, Arcite,
+Thou art yet a fair foe, and I feel myself,
+With this refreshing, able once again
+To outdure danger. To delay it longer
 Would make the world think, when it comes to hearing,
-That I lay fatting like a Swine to fight,
-And not a Souldier: Therefore, this blest morning
-Shall be the last; and that Sword he refuses,
-If it but hold, I kill him with; tis Iustice:
-So love, and Fortune for me!—O, good morrow.
+That I lay fatting like a swine to fight
+And not a soldier. Therefore, this blest morning
+Shall be the last; and that sword he refuses,
+If it but hold, I kill him with. ’Tis justice.
+So, love and fortune for me!
 
-[Enter Arcite with Armors and Swords.]
+Enter Arcite with armours and swords.
+
+O, good morrow.
 
 ARCITE.
-Good morrow, noble kinesman.
+Good morrow, noble kinsman.
 
 PALAMON.
-I have put you to too much paines, Sir.
+I have put you
+To too much pains, sir.
 
 ARCITE.
-That too much, faire Cosen,
+That too much, fair cousin,
 Is but a debt to honour, and my duty.
 
 PALAMON.
-Would you were so in all, Sir; I could wish ye
-As kinde a kinsman, as you force me finde
-A beneficiall foe, that my embraces
-Might thanke ye, not my blowes.
+Would you were so in all, sir; I could wish ye
+As kind a kinsman as you force me find
+A beneficial foe, that my embraces
+Might thank ye, not my blows.
 
 ARCITE.
-I shall thinke either, well done,
-A noble recompence.
+I shall think either,
+Well done, a noble recompence.
 
 PALAMON.
 Then I shall quit you.
 
 ARCITE.
-Defy me in these faire termes, and you show
-More then a Mistris to me, no more anger
-As you love any thing that's honourable:
-We were not bred to talke, man; when we are arm'd
+Defy me in these fair terms, and you show
+More than a mistress to me. No more anger,
+As you love anything that’s honourable!
+We were not bred to talk, man; when we are armed
 And both upon our guards, then let our fury,
-Like meeting of two tides, fly strongly from us,
-And then to whom the birthright of this Beauty
-Truely pertaines (without obbraidings, scornes,
-Dispisings of our persons, and such powtings,
-Fitter for Girles and Schooleboyes) will be seene
-And quickly, yours, or mine: wilt please you arme, Sir,
-Or if you feele yourselfe not fitting yet
-And furnishd with your old strength, ile stay, Cosen,
-And ev'ry day discourse you into health,
-As I am spard: your person I am friends with,
-And I could wish I had not saide I lov'd her,
-Though I had dide; But loving such a Lady
-And justifying my Love, I must not fly from't.
+Like meeting of two tides, fly strongly from us;
+And then to whom the birthright of this beauty
+Truly pertains—without upbraidings, scorns,
+Despisings of our persons, and such poutings,
+Fitter for girls and schoolboys—will be seen,
+And quickly, yours or mine. Will ’t please you arm, sir?
+Or, if you feel yourself not fitting yet
+And furnished with your old strength, I’ll stay, cousin,
+And every day discourse you into health,
+As I am spared. Your person I am friends with,
+And I could wish I had not said I loved her,
+Though I had died; but, loving such a lady,
+And justifying my love, I must not fly from ’t.
 
 PALAMON.
 Arcite, thou art so brave an enemy,
-That no man but thy Cosen's fit to kill thee:
-I am well and lusty, choose your Armes.
+That no man but thy cousin’s fit to kill thee.
+I am well and lusty; choose your arms.
 
 ARCITE.
-Choose you, Sir.
+Choose you, sir.
 
 PALAMON.
-Wilt thou exceede in all, or do'st thou doe it
+Wilt thou exceed in all, or dost thou do it
 To make me spare thee?
 
 ARCITE.
-If you thinke so, Cosen,
-You are deceived, for as I am a Soldier,
+If you think so, cousin,
+You are deceived, for as I am a soldier,
 I will not spare you.
 
 PALAMON.
-That's well said.
+That’s well said.
 
 ARCITE.
-You'l finde it.
+You’ll find it.
 
 PALAMON.
 Then, as I am an honest man and love
 With all the justice of affection,
-Ile pay thee soundly.  This ile take.
+I’ll pay thee soundly.
+
+[_He chooses armour._]
+
+This I’ll take.
 
 ARCITE.
-That's mine, then;
-Ile arme you first.
+That’s mine, then.
+I’ll arm you first.
 
 PALAMON.
-Do: pray thee, tell me, Cosen,
-Where gotst thou this good Armour?
+Do.
+
+[_Arcite begins arming him._]
+
+Pray thee, tell me, cousin,
+Where got’st thou this good armour?
 
 ARCITE.
-Tis the Dukes,
-And to say true, I stole it; doe I pinch you?
+’Tis the Duke’s,
+And, to say true, I stole it. Do I pinch you?
 
 PALAMON.
-Noe.
+No.
 
 ARCITE.
-Is't not too heavie?
+Is’t not too heavy?
 
 PALAMON.
-I have worne a lighter,
+I have worn a lighter,
 But I shall make it serve.
 
 ARCITE.
-Ile buckl't close.
+I’ll buckle ’t close.
 
 PALAMON.
-By any meanes.
+By any means.
 
 ARCITE.
-You care not for a Grand guard?
+You care not for a grand guard?
 
 PALAMON.
-No, no; wee'l use no horses: I perceave
-You would faine be at that Fight.
+No, no; we’ll use no horses: I perceive
+You would fain be at that fight.
 
 ARCITE.
 I am indifferent.
 
 PALAMON.
-Faith, so am I: good Cosen, thrust the buckle
+Faith, so am I. Good cousin, thrust the buckle
 Through far enough.
 
 ARCITE.
 I warrant you.
 
 PALAMON.
-My Caske now.
+My casque now.
 
 ARCITE.
-Will you fight bare-armd?
+Will you fight bare-armed?
 
 PALAMON.
 We shall be the nimbler.
 
 ARCITE.
-But use your Gauntlets though; those are o'th least,
-Prethee take mine, good Cosen.
+But use your gauntlets though. Those are o’ th’ least;
+Prithee take mine, good cousin.
 
 PALAMON.
-Thanke you, Arcite.
-How doe I looke? am I falne much away?
+Thank you, Arcite.
+How do I look? Am I fall’n much away?
 
 ARCITE.
-Faith, very little; love has usd you kindly.
+Faith, very little; love has used you kindly.
 
 PALAMON.
-Ile warrant thee, Ile strike home.
+I’ll warrant thee, I’ll strike home.
 
 ARCITE.
-Doe, and spare not;
-Ile give you cause, sweet Cosen.
+Do, and spare not.
+I’ll give you cause, sweet cousin.
 
 PALAMON.
-Now to you, Sir:
-Me thinkes this Armor's very like that, Arcite,
-Thou wor'st the day the 3. Kings fell, but lighter.
+Now to you, sir.
+
+[_He begins to arm Arcite._]
+
+Methinks this armour’s very like that, Arcite,
+Thou wor’st that day the three kings fell, but lighter.
 
 ARCITE.
 That was a very good one; and that day,
-I well remember, you outdid me, Cosen.
-I never saw such valour: when you chargd
-Vpon the left wing of the Enemie,
-I spurd hard to come up, and under me
+I well remember, you outdid me, cousin;
+I never saw such valour. When you charged
+Upon the left wing of the enemy,
+I spurred hard to come up, and under me
 I had a right good horse.
 
 PALAMON.
-You had indeede; a bright Bay, I remember.
+You had indeed;
+A bright bay, I remember.
 
 ARCITE.
 Yes, but all
-Was vainely labour'd in me; you outwent me,
-Nor could my wishes reach you; yet a little
+Was vainly laboured in me; you outwent me,
+Nor could my wishes reach you. Yet a little
 I did by imitation.
 
 PALAMON.
-More by vertue;
-You are modest, Cosen.
+More by virtue;
+You are modest, cousin.
 
 ARCITE.
 When I saw you charge first,
-Me thought I heard a dreadfull clap of Thunder
-Breake from the Troope.
+Me thought I heard a dreadful clap of thunder
+Break from the troop.
 
 PALAMON.
 But still before that flew
-The lightning of your valour.  Stay a little,
-Is not this peece too streight?
+The lightning of your valour. Stay a little;
+Is not this piece too straight?
 
 ARCITE.
-No, no, tis well.
+No, no, ’tis well.
 
 PALAMON.
-I would have nothing hurt thee but my Sword,
+I would have nothing hurt thee but my sword.
 A bruise would be dishonour.
 
 ARCITE.
@@ -175356,634 +175546,661 @@ PALAMON.
 Stand off, then.
 
 ARCITE.
-Take my Sword, I hold it better.
+Take my sword; I hold it better.
 
 PALAMON.
-I thanke ye: No, keepe it; your life lyes on it.
-Here's one; if it but hold, I aske no more
-For all my hopes: My Cause and honour guard me!  [They bow
- severall wayes: then advance and stand.]
+I thank ye, no; keep it; your life lies on it.
+Here’s one; if it but hold, I ask no more
+For all my hopes. My cause and honour guard me!
 
 ARCITE.
-And me my love!  Is there ought else to say?
+And me my love!
+
+[_They bow several ways, then advance and stand._]
+
+Is there aught else to say?
 
 PALAMON.
-This onely, and no more: Thou art mine Aunts Son,
-And that blood we desire to shed is mutuall;
-In me, thine, and in thee, mine.  My Sword
-Is in my hand, and if thou killst me,
-The gods and I forgive thee; If there be
-A place prepar'd for those that sleepe in honour,
-I wish his wearie soule that falls may win it:
-Fight bravely, Cosen; give me thy noble hand.
+This only, and no more. Thou art mine aunt’s son.
+And that blood we desire to shed is mutual,
+In me thine, and in thee mine. My sword
+Is in my hand, and if thou killest me,
+The gods and I forgive thee. If there be
+A place prepared for those that sleep in honour,
+I wish his weary soul that falls may win it.
+Fight bravely, cousin; give me thy noble hand.
 
 ARCITE.
-Here, Palamon: This hand shall never more
-Come neare thee with such friendship.
+Here, Palamon. This hand shall never more
+Come near thee with such friendship.
 
 PALAMON.
 I commend thee.
 
 ARCITE.
 If I fall, curse me, and say I was a coward,
-For none but such dare die in these just Tryalls.
-Once more farewell, my Cosen.
+For none but such dare die in these just trials.
+Once more farewell, my cousin.
 
 PALAMON.
-Farewell, Arcite.  [Fight.]
+Farewell, Arcite.
 
-[Hornes within: they stand.]
+[_They fight. Horns within. They stand_.]
 
 ARCITE.
-Loe, Cosen, loe, our Folly has undon us.
+Lo, cousin, lo, our folly has undone us.
 
 PALAMON.
 Why?
 
 ARCITE.
-This is the Duke, a hunting as I told you.
-If we be found, we are wretched.  O retire
-For honours sake, and safety presently
-Into your Bush agen; Sir, we shall finde
-Too many howres to dye in: gentle Cosen,
-If you be seene you perish instantly
-For breaking prison, and I, if you reveale me,
-For my contempt.  Then all the world will scorne us,
+This is the Duke, a-hunting, as I told you.
+If we be found, we are wretched. O, retire,
+For honour’s sake and safety, presently
+Into your bush again. Sir, we shall find
+Too many hours to die in. Gentle cousin,
+If you be seen, you perish instantly
+For breaking prison and I, if you reveal me,
+For my contempt. Then all the world will scorn us,
 And say we had a noble difference,
 But base disposers of it.
 
 PALAMON.
-No, no, Cosen,
+No, no, cousin,
 I will no more be hidden, nor put off
-This great adventure to a second Tryall:
-I know your cunning, and I know your cause;
-He that faints now, shame take him: put thyselfe
-Vpon thy present guard—
+This great adventure to a second trial;
+I know your cunning and I know your cause.
+He that faints now, shame take him! Put thyself
+Upon thy present guard—
 
 ARCITE.
 You are not mad?
 
 PALAMON.
-Or I will make th'advantage of this howre
-Mine owne, and what to come shall threaten me,
-I feare lesse then my fortune: know, weake Cosen,
-I love Emilia, and in that ile bury
+Or I will make th’advantage of this hour
+Mine own, and what to come shall threaten me
+I fear less than my fortune. Know, weak cousin,
+I love Emilia, and in that I’ll bury
 Thee, and all crosses else.
 
 ARCITE.
 Then, come what can come,
 Thou shalt know, Palamon, I dare as well
-Die, as discourse, or sleepe: Onely this feares me,
+Die, as discourse, or sleep. Only this fears me,
 The law will have the honour of our ends.
-Have at thy life.
+Have at thy life!
 
 PALAMON.
-Looke to thine owne well, Arcite.  [Fight againe.  Hornes.]
+Look to thine own well, Arcite.
+
+[_They fight. Horns within. They stand._]
 
-[Enter Theseus, Hipolita, Emilia, Perithous and traine.]
+Enter Theseus, Hippolyta, Emilia, Pirithous and train.
 
 THESEUS.
-What ignorant and mad malicious Traitors,
-Are you, That gainst the tenor of my Lawes
-Are making Battaile, thus like Knights appointed,
-Without my leave, and Officers of Armes?
-By Castor, both shall dye.
+What ignorant and mad malicious traitors
+Are you, that ’gainst the tenor of my laws
+Are making battle, thus like knights appointed,
+Without my leave, and officers of arms?
+By Castor, both shall die.
 
 PALAMON.
 Hold thy word, Theseus.
-We are certainly both Traitors, both despisers
-Of thee and of thy goodnesse: I am Palamon,
-That cannot love thee, he that broke thy Prison;
-Thinke well what that deserves: and this is Arcite,
-A bolder Traytor never trod thy ground,
-A Falser neu'r seem'd friend: This is the man
-Was begd and banish'd; this is he contemnes thee
-And what thou dar'st doe, and in this disguise
-Against thy owne Edict followes thy Sister,
-That fortunate bright Star, the faire Emilia,
-Whose servant, (if there be a right in seeing,
-And first bequeathing of the soule to) justly
-I am, and, which is more, dares thinke her his.
-This treacherie, like a most trusty Lover,
-I call'd him now to answer; if thou bee'st,
-As thou art spoken, great and vertuous,
-The true descider of all injuries,
-Say, 'Fight againe,' and thou shalt see me, Theseus,
-Doe such a Iustice, thou thyselfe wilt envie.
-Then take my life; Ile wooe thee too't.
-
-PERITHOUS.
+We are certainly both traitors, both despisers
+Of thee and of thy goodness. I am Palamon,
+That cannot love thee, he that broke thy prison.
+Think well what that deserves. And this is Arcite.
+A bolder traitor never trod thy ground,
+A falser ne’er seemed friend. This is the man
+Was begged and banished; this is he contemns thee
+And what thou dar’st do; and in this disguise,
+Against thine own edict, follows thy sister,
+That fortunate bright star, the fair Emilia,
+Whose servant—if there be a right in seeing
+And first bequeathing of the soul to—justly
+I am; and, which is more, dares think her his.
+This treachery, like a most trusty lover,
+I called him now to answer. If thou be’st
+As thou art spoken, great and virtuous,
+The true decider of all injuries,
+Say “Fight again,” and thou shalt see me, Theseus,
+Do such a justice thou thyself wilt envy.
+Then take my life; I’ll woo thee to ’t.
+
+PIRITHOUS.
 O heaven,
-What more then man is this!
+What more than man is this!
 
 THESEUS.
-I have sworne.
+I have sworn.
 
 ARCITE.
-We seeke not
-Thy breath of mercy, Theseus. Tis to me
-A thing as soone to dye, as thee to say it,
-And no more mov'd: where this man calls me Traitor,
-Let me say thus much: if in love be Treason,
-In service of so excellent a Beutie,
+We seek not
+Thy breath of mercy, Theseus. ’Tis to me
+A thing as soon to die as thee to say it,
+And no more moved. Where this man calls me traitor,
+Let me say thus much: if in love be treason,
+In service of so excellent a beauty,
 As I love most, and in that faith will perish,
-As I have brought my life here to confirme it,
-As I have serv'd her truest, worthiest,
-As I dare kill this Cosen, that denies it,
-So let me be most Traitor, and ye please me.
-For scorning thy Edict, Duke, aske that Lady
-Why she is faire, and why her eyes command me
-Stay here to love her; and if she say 'Traytor,'
-I am a villaine fit to lye unburied.
+As I have brought my life here to confirm it,
+As I have served her truest, worthiest,
+As I dare kill this cousin that denies it,
+So let me be most traitor, and you please me.
+For scorning thy edict, Duke, ask that lady
+Why she is fair, and why her eyes command me
+Stay here to love her; and if she say “traitor,”
+I am a villain fit to lie unburied.
 
 PALAMON.
-Thou shalt have pitty of us both, o Theseus,
-If unto neither thou shew mercy; stop
-(As thou art just) thy noble eare against us.
-As thou art valiant, for thy Cosens soule
-Whose 12. strong labours crowne his memory,
-Lets die together, at one instant, Duke,
-Onely a little let him fall before me,
-That I may tell my Soule he shall not have her.
+Thou shalt have pity of us both, O Theseus,
+If unto neither thou show mercy. Stop,
+As thou art just, thy noble ear against us;
+As thou art valiant, for thy cousin’s soul,
+Whose twelve strong labours crown his memory,
+Let’s die together at one instant, Duke;
+Only a little let him fall before me,
+That I may tell my soul he shall not have her.
 
 THESEUS.
-I grant your wish, for, to say true, your Cosen
-Has ten times more offended; for I gave him
-More mercy then you found, Sir, your offenses
-Being no more then his.  None here speake for 'em,
-For, ere the Sun set, both shall sleepe for ever.
-
-HIPPOLITA.
-Alas the pitty! now or never, Sister,
-Speake, not to be denide; That face of yours
-Will beare the curses else of after ages
-For these lost Cosens.
+I grant your wish, for, to say true, your cousin
+Has ten times more offended, for I gave him
+More mercy than you found, sir, your offences
+Being no more than his. None here speak for ’em,
+For, ere the sun set, both shall sleep for ever.
+
+HIPPOLYTA.
+Alas the pity! Now or never, sister,
+Speak, not to be denied. That face of yours
+Will bear the curses else of after ages
+For these lost cousins.
 
 EMILIA.
-In my face, deare Sister,
-I finde no anger to 'em, nor no ruyn;
-The misadventure of their owne eyes kill 'em;
-Yet that I will be woman, and have pitty,
-My knees shall grow to'th ground but Ile get mercie.
-Helpe me, deare Sister; in a deede so vertuous
+In my face, dear sister,
+I find no anger to ’em, nor no ruin;
+The misadventure of their own eyes kill ’em.
+Yet that I will be woman and have pity,
+My knees shall grow to’ th’ ground but I’ll get mercy.
+
+[_She kneels._]
+
+Help me, dear sister; in a deed so virtuous
 The powers of all women will be with us.
-Most royall Brother—
+Most royal brother—
 
-HIPPOLITA.
-Sir, by our tye of Marriage—
+HIPPOLYTA.
+[_Kneels._] Sir, by our tie of marriage—
 
 EMILIA.
-By your owne spotlesse honour—
+By your own spotless honour—
 
-HIPPOLITA.
+HIPPOLYTA.
 By that faith,
-That faire hand, and that honest heart you gave me.
+That fair hand, and that honest heart you gave me—
 
 EMILIA.
-By that you would have pitty in another,
-By your owne vertues infinite.
+By that you would have pity in another,
+By your own virtues infinite—
 
-HIPPOLITA.
+HIPPOLYTA.
 By valour,
-By all the chaste nights I have ever pleasd you.
+By all the chaste nights I have ever pleased you—
 
 THESEUS.
-These are strange Conjurings.
+These are strange conjurings.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-Nay, then, Ile in too:
-By all our friendship, Sir, by all our dangers,
-By all you love most: warres and this sweet Lady.
+PIRITHOUS.
+Nay, then, I’ll in too.
+
+[_Kneels._]
+
+By all our friendship, sir, by all our dangers,
+By all you love most: wars and this sweet lady—
 
 EMILIA.
-By that you would have trembled to deny,
-A blushing Maide.
+By that you would have trembled to deny
+A blushing maid—
 
-HIPPOLITA.
-By your owne eyes: By strength,
+HIPPOLYTA.
+By your own eyes, by strength,
 In which you swore I went beyond all women,
-Almost all men, and yet I yeelded, Theseus.
+Almost all men, and yet I yielded, Theseus—
 
-PERITHOUS.
-To crowne all this: By your most noble soule,
-Which cannot want due mercie, I beg first.
+PIRITHOUS.
+To crown all this, by your most noble soul,
+Which cannot want due mercy, I beg first.
 
-HIPPOLITA.
-Next, heare my prayers.
+HIPPOLYTA.
+Next, hear my prayers.
 
 EMILIA.
-Last, let me intreate, Sir.
+Last, let me entreat, sir.
 
-PERITHOUS.
+PIRITHOUS.
 For mercy.
 
-HIPPOLITA.
+HIPPOLYTA.
 Mercy.
 
 EMILIA.
-Mercy on these Princes.
+Mercy on these princes.
 
 THESEUS.
-Ye make my faith reele: Say I felt
-Compassion to'em both, how would you place it?
+Ye make my faith reel. Say I felt
+Compassion to’em both, how would you place it?
+
+[_Emilia, Hippolyta and Pirithous rise._]
 
 EMILIA.
-Vpon their lives: But with their banishments.
+Upon their lives. But with their banishments.
 
 THESEUS.
-You are a right woman, Sister; you have pitty,
-But want the vnderstanding where to use it.
+You are a right woman, sister: you have pity,
+But want the understanding where to use it.
 If you desire their lives, invent a way
-Safer then banishment: Can these two live
-And have the agony of love about 'em,
-And not kill one another?  Every day
-They'ld fight about you; howrely bring your honour
-In publique question with their Swords.  Be wise, then,
-And here forget 'em; it concernes your credit
-And my oth equally: I have said they die;
-Better they fall by'th law, then one another.
-Bow not my honor.
+Safer than banishment. Can these two live,
+And have the agony of love about ’em,
+And not kill one another? Every day
+They’d fight about you, hourly bring your honour
+In public question with their swords. Be wise, then,
+And here forget ’em; it concerns your credit
+And my oath equally. I have said they die.
+Better they fall by th’ law than one another.
+Bow not my honour.
 
 EMILIA.
-O my noble Brother,
-That oth was rashly made, and in your anger,
-Your reason will not hold it; if such vowes
-Stand for expresse will, all the world must perish.
-Beside, I have another oth gainst yours,
+O, my noble brother,
+That oath was rashly made, and in your anger;
+Your reason will not hold it; if such vows
+Stand for express will, all the world must perish.
+Besides, I have another oath ’gainst yours,
 Of more authority, I am sure more love,
-Not made in passion neither, but good heede.
+Not made in passion neither, but good heed.
 
 THESEUS.
-What is it, Sister?
+What is it, sister?
 
-PERITHOUS.
-Vrge it home, brave Lady.
+PIRITHOUS.
+Urge it home, brave lady.
 
 EMILIA.
-That you would nev'r deny me any thing
-Fit for my modest suit, and your free granting:
-I tye you to your word now; if ye fall in't,
-Thinke how you maime your honour,
-(For now I am set a begging, Sir, I am deafe
-To all but your compassion.)  How, their lives
-Might breed the ruine of my name, Opinion!
-Shall any thing that loves me perish for me?
-That were a cruell wisedome; doe men proyne
-The straight yong Bowes that blush with thousand Blossoms,
-Because they may be rotten?  O Duke Theseus,
-The goodly Mothers that have groand for these,
-And all the longing Maides that ever lov'd,
-If your vow stand, shall curse me and my Beauty,
-And in their funerall songs for these two Cosens
-Despise my crueltie, and cry woe worth me,
-Till I am nothing but the scorne of women;
-For heavens sake save their lives, and banish 'em.
+That you would ne’er deny me anything
+Fit for my modest suit and your free granting.
+I tie you to your word now; if ye fail in ’t,
+Think how you maim your honour—
+For now I am set a-begging, sir, I am deaf
+To all but your compassion—how their lives
+Might breed the ruin of my name. Opinion!
+Shall anything that loves me perish for me?
+That were a cruel wisdom. Do men prune
+The straight young boughs that blush with thousand blossoms
+Because they may be rotten? O, Duke Theseus,
+The goodly mothers that have groaned for these,
+And all the longing maids that ever loved,
+If your vow stand, shall curse me and my beauty,
+And in their funeral songs for these two cousins
+Despise my cruelty, and cry woe worth me,
+Till I am nothing but the scorn of women.
+For heaven’s sake, save their lives, and banish ’em.
 
 THESEUS.
 On what conditions?
 
 EMILIA.
-Sweare'em never more
-To make me their Contention, or to know me,
-To tread upon thy Dukedome; and to be,
-Where ever they shall travel, ever strangers
+Swear ’em never more
+To make me their contention, or to know me,
+To tread upon thy dukedom, and to be,
+Wherever they shall travel, ever strangers
 To one another.
 
 PALAMON.
-Ile be cut a peeces
-Before I take this oth: forget I love her?
-O all ye gods dispise me, then!  Thy Banishment
-I not mislike, so we may fairely carry
-Our Swords and cause along: else, never trifle,
-But take our lives, Duke: I must love and will,
-And for that love must and dare kill this Cosen
-On any peece the earth has.
+I’ll be cut a-pieces
+Before I take this oath! Forget I love her?
+O, all ye gods, despise me then! Thy banishment
+I not mislike, so we may fairly carry
+Our swords and cause along; else never trifle,
+But take our lives, Duke. I must love, and will
+And for that love must and dare kill this cousin
+On any piece the earth has.
 
 THESEUS.
 Will you, Arcite,
 Take these conditions?
 
 PALAMON.
-He's a villaine, then.
+He’s a villain, then.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-These are men.
+PIRITHOUS.
+These are men!
 
 ARCITE.
-No, never, Duke: Tis worse to me than begging
-To take my life so basely; though I thinke
-I never shall enjoy her, yet ile preserve
-The honour of affection, and dye for her,
-Make death a Devill.
+No, never, Duke. ’Tis worse to me than begging
+To take my life so basely. Though I think
+I never shall enjoy her, yet I’ll preserve
+The honour of affection, and die for her,
+Make death a devil.
 
 THESEUS.
-What may be done? for now I feele compassion.
+What may be done? For now I feel compassion.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-Let it not fall agen, Sir.
+PIRITHOUS.
+Let it not fall again, sir.
 
 THESEUS.
 Say, Emilia,
 If one of them were dead, as one must, are you
-Content to take th'other to your husband?
-They cannot both enjoy you; They are Princes
-As goodly as your owne eyes, and as noble
-As ever fame yet spoke of; looke upon 'em,
-And if you can love, end this difference.
-I give consent; are you content too, Princes?
+Content to take th’ other to your husband?
+They cannot both enjoy you. They are princes
+As goodly as your own eyes, and as noble
+As ever fame yet spoke of. Look upon ’em,
+And, if you can love, end this difference;
+I give consent.—Are you content too, princes?
 
 BOTH.
-With all our soules.
+With all our souls.
 
 THESEUS.
 He that she refuses
-Must dye, then.
+Must die, then.
 
 BOTH.
 Any death thou canst invent, Duke.
 
 PALAMON.
 If I fall from that mouth, I fall with favour,
-And Lovers yet unborne shall blesse my ashes.
+And lovers yet unborn shall bless my ashes.
 
 ARCITE.
 If she refuse me, yet my grave will wed me,
-And Souldiers sing my Epitaph.
+And soldiers sing my epitaph.
 
 THESEUS.
 Make choice, then.
 
 EMILIA.
-I cannot, Sir, they are both too excellent:
-For me, a hayre shall never fall of these men.
+I cannot, sir, they are both too excellent;
+For me, a hair shall never fall of these men.
 
-HIPPOLITA.
-What will become of 'em?
+HIPPOLYTA.
+What will become of ’em?
 
 THESEUS.
-Thus I ordaine it;
-And by mine honor, once againe, it stands,
-Or both shall dye:—You shall both to your Countrey,
-And each within this moneth, accompanied
-With three faire Knights, appeare againe in this place,
-In which Ile plant a Pyramid; and whether,
-Before us that are here, can force his Cosen
-By fayre and knightly strength to touch the Pillar,
-He shall enjoy her: the other loose his head,
-And all his friends; Nor shall he grudge to fall,
-Nor thinke he dies with interest in this Lady:
-Will this content yee?
+Thus I ordain it
+And, by mine honour, once again, it stands,
+Or both shall die. You shall both to your country,
+And each within this month, accompanied
+With three fair knights, appear again in this place,
+In which I’ll plant a pyramid; and whether,
+Before us that are here, can force his cousin
+By fair and knightly strength to touch the pillar,
+He shall enjoy her; th’ other lose his head,
+And all his friends; nor shall he grudge to fall,
+Nor think he dies with interest in this lady.
+Will this content ye?
 
 PALAMON.
-Yes: here, Cosen Arcite,
-I am friends againe, till that howre.
+Yes. Here, cousin Arcite,
+I am friends again, till that hour.
+
+[_He offers his hand._]
 
 ARCITE.
 I embrace ye.
 
 THESEUS.
-Are you content, Sister?
+Are you content, sister?
 
 EMILIA.
-Yes, I must, Sir,
-Els both miscarry.
+Yes, I must, sir,
+Else both miscarry.
 
 THESEUS.
-Come, shake hands againe, then;
-And take heede, as you are Gentlemen, this Quarrell
-Sleepe till the howre prefixt; and hold your course.
+Come, shake hands again, then;
+And take heed, as you are gentlemen, this quarrel
+Sleep till the hour prefixed, and hold your course.
 
 PALAMON.
-We dare not faile thee, Theseus.
+We dare not fail thee, Theseus.
+
+[_They shake hands._]
 
 THESEUS.
-Come, Ile give ye
-Now usage like to Princes, and to Friends:
-When ye returne, who wins, Ile settle heere;
-Who looses, yet Ile weepe upon his Beere.  [Exeunt.]
+Come, I’ll give ye
+Now usage like to princes, and to friends.
+When ye return, who wins, I’ll settle here;
+Who loses, yet I’ll weep upon his bier.
+
+[_Exeunt._]
+
+
+
 
 ACT IV
 
-SCENE 1.  (Athens.  A room in the prison.)
+SCENE I. Athens. A room in the prison
 
-[Enter Iailor and his friend.]
 
-IAILOR.
-Heare you no more? was nothing saide of me
+Enter Jailer and his Friend.
+
+JAILER.
+Hear you no more? Was nothing said of me
 Concerning the escape of Palamon?
-Good Sir, remember.
+Good sir, remember.
 
-1. FRIEND.
+FIRST FRIEND.
 Nothing that I heard,
-For I came home before the busines
-Was fully ended: Yet I might perceive,
+For I came home before the business
+Was fully ended. Yet I might perceive,
 Ere I departed, a great likelihood
-Of both their pardons: For Hipolita,
-And faire-eyd Emilie, upon their knees
-Begd with such hansom pitty, that the Duke
-Me thought stood staggering, whether he should follow
-His rash oth, or the sweet compassion
-Of those two Ladies; and to second them,
-That truely noble Prince Perithous,
-Halfe his owne heart, set in too, that I hope
-All shall be well: Neither heard I one question
-Of your name or his scape.
-
-[Enter 2. Friend.]
-
-IAILOR.
+Of both their pardons; for Hippolyta
+And fair-eyed Emily, upon their knees,
+Begged with such handsome pity that the Duke
+Methought stood staggering whether he should follow
+His rash oath or the sweet compassion
+Of those two ladies. And, to second them,
+That truly noble prince, Pirithous,
+Half his own heart, set in too, that I hope
+All shall be well. Neither heard I one question
+Of your name or his ’scape.
+
+JAILER.
 Pray heaven it hold so.
 
-2. FRIEND.
-Be of good comfort, man; I bring you newes,
-Good newes.
+Enter Second Friend.
+
+SECOND FRIEND.
+Be of good comfort, man; I bring you news,
+Good news.
 
-IAILOR.
+JAILER.
 They are welcome,
 
-2. FRIEND.
-Palamon has cleerd you,
-And got your pardon, and discoverd how
-And by whose meanes he escapt, which was your Daughters,
-Whose pardon is procurd too; and the Prisoner,
-Not to be held ungratefull to her goodnes,
-Has given a summe of money to her Marriage,
-A large one, ile assure you.
+SECOND FRIEND.
+Palamon has cleared you,
+And got your pardon, and discovered how
+And by whose means he escaped, which was your daughter’s,
+Whose pardon is procured too; and the prisoner,
+Not to be held ungrateful to her goodness,
+Has given a sum of money to her marriage,
+A large one, I’ll assure you.
 
-IAILOR.
-Ye are a good man
-And ever bring good newes.
+JAILER.
+You are a good man
+And ever bring good news.
 
-1. FRIEND.
+FIRST FRIEND.
 How was it ended?
 
-2. FRIEND.
-Why, as it should be; they that nev'r begd
-But they prevaild, had their suites fairely granted,
+SECOND FRIEND.
+Why, as it should be; they that never begged
+But they prevailed had their suites fairly granted;
 The prisoners have their lives.
 
-1. FRIEND.
-I knew t'would be so.
+FIRST FRIEND.
+I knew ’twould be so.
 
-2. FRIEND.
-But there be new conditions, which you'l heare of
+SECOND FRIEND.
+But there be new conditions, which you’ll hear of
 At better time.
 
-IAILOR.
+JAILER.
 I hope they are good.
 
-2. FRIEND.
-They are honourable,
-How good they'l prove, I know not.
+SECOND FRIEND.
+They are honourable;
+How good they’ll prove, I know not.
 
-[Enter Wooer.]
+FIRST FRIEND.
+’Twill be known.
 
-1. FRIEND.
-T'will be knowne.
+Enter Wooer.
 
 WOOER.
-Alas, Sir, wher's your Daughter?
+Alas, sir, where’s your daughter?
 
-IAILOR.
-Why doe you aske?
+JAILER.
+Why do you ask?
 
 WOOER.
-O, Sir, when did you see her?
+O, sir, when did you see her?
 
-2. FRIEND.
-How he lookes?
+SECOND FRIEND.
+How he looks?
 
-IAILOR.
+JAILER.
 This morning.
 
 WOOER.
-Was she well? was she in health, Sir?
-When did she sleepe?
+Was she well? Was she in health, sir?
+When did she sleep?
 
-1. FRIEND.
-These are strange Questions.
+FIRST FRIEND.
+These are strange questions.
 
-IAILOR.
-I doe not thinke she was very well, for now
-You make me minde her, but this very day
-I ask'd her questions, and she answered me
-So farre from what she was, so childishly,
-So sillily, as if she were a foole,
-An Inocent, and I was very angry.
-But what of her, Sir?
+JAILER.
+I do not think she was very well, for now
+You make me mind her, but this very day
+I asked her questions, and she answered me
+So far from what she was, so childishly,
+So sillily, as if she were a fool,
+An innocent, and I was very angry.
+But what of her, sir?
 
 WOOER.
-Nothing but my pitty;
+Nothing but my pity.
 But you must know it, and as good by me
-As by an other that lesse loves her—
+As by another that less loves her.
 
-IAILOR.
-Well, Sir.
+JAILER.
+Well, sir?
 
-1. FRIEND.
+FIRST FRIEND.
 Not right?
 
-2. FRIEND.
+SECOND FRIEND.
 Not well?
 
 WOOER.
-No, Sir, not well.
-Tis too true, she is mad.
+No, sir, not well:
+’Tis too true, she is mad.
 
-1. FRIEND.
+FIRST FRIEND.
 It cannot be.
 
 WOOER.
-Beleeve, you'l finde it so.
+Believe, you’ll find it so.
 
-IAILOR.
-I halfe suspected
-What you (have) told me: the gods comfort her:
+JAILER.
+I half suspected
+What you have told me. The gods comfort her!
 Either this was her love to Palamon,
-Or feare of my miscarrying on his scape,
+Or fear of my miscarrying on his ’scape,
 Or both.
 
 WOOER.
-Tis likely.
+’Tis likely.
 
-IAILOR.
-But why all this haste, Sir?
+JAILER.
+But why all this haste, sir?
 
 WOOER.
-Ile tell you quickly.  As I late was angling
-In the great Lake that lies behind the Pallace,
-From the far shore, thicke set with reedes and Sedges,
+I’ll tell you quickly. As I late was angling
+In the great lake that lies behind the palace,
+From the far shore, thick set with reeds and sedges,
 As patiently I was attending sport,
-I heard a voyce, a shrill one, and attentive
-I gave my eare, when I might well perceive
-T'was one that sung, and by the smallnesse of it
-A boy or woman.  I then left my angle
-To his owne skill, came neere, but yet perceivd not
-Who made the sound, the rushes and the Reeds
-Had so encompast it: I laide me downe
-And listned to the words she sung, for then,
-Through a small glade cut by the Fisher men,
-I saw it was your Daughter.
-
-IAILOR.
-Pray, goe on, Sir?
+I heard a voice, a shrill one; and, attentive,
+I gave my ear, when I might well perceive
+’Twas one that sung, and by the smallness of it
+A boy or woman. I then left my angle
+To his own skill, came near, but yet perceived not
+Who made the sound, the rushes and the reeds
+Had so encompassed it. I laid me down
+And listened to the words she sung, for then,
+Through a small glade cut by the fishermen,
+I saw it was your daughter.
+
+JAILER.
+Pray, go on, sir.
 
 WOOER.
-She sung much, but no sence; onely I heard her
-Repeat this often: 'Palamon is gone,
-Is gone to'th wood to gather Mulberies;
-Ile finde him out to morrow.'
+She sung much, but no sense; only I heard her
+Repeat this often: “Palamon is gone,
+Is gone to th’ wood to gather mulberies;
+I’ll find him out tomorrow.”
 
-1. FRIEND.
-Pretty soule.
+FIRST FRIEND.
+Pretty soul!
 
 WOOER.
-'His shackles will betray him, hee'l be taken,
-And what shall I doe then?  Ile bring a beavy,
-A hundred blacke eyd Maides, that love as I doe,
-With Chaplets on their heads of Daffadillies,
-With cherry-lips, and cheekes of Damaske Roses,
-And all wee'l daunce an Antique fore the Duke,
-And beg his pardon.'  Then she talk'd of you, Sir;
-That you must loose your head to morrow morning,
+“His shackles will betray him; he’ll be taken,
+And what shall I do then? I’ll bring a bevy,
+A hundred black-eyed maids that love as I do,
+With chaplets on their heads of daffadillies,
+With cherry lips and cheeks of damask roses,
+And all we’ll dance an antic ’fore the Duke,
+And beg his pardon.” Then she talked of you, sir;
+That you must lose your head tomorrow morning,
 And she must gather flowers to bury you,
-And see the house made handsome: then she sung
-Nothing but 'Willow, willow, willow,' and betweene
-Ever was, 'Palamon, faire Palamon,'
-And 'Palamon was a tall yong man.'  The place
-Was knee deepe where she sat; her careles Tresses
-A wreathe of bull-rush rounded; about her stucke
-Thousand fresh water flowers of severall cullors,
-That me thought she appeard like the faire Nimph
-That feedes the lake with waters, or as Iris
-Newly dropt downe from heaven; Rings she made
-Of rushes that grew by, and to 'em spoke
-The prettiest posies: 'Thus our true love's tide,'
-'This you may loose, not me,' and many a one:
-And then she wept, and sung againe, and sigh'd,
-And with the same breath smil'd, and kist her hand.
-
-2. FRIEND.
-Alas, what pitty it is!
+And see the house made handsome. Then she sung
+Nothing but “Willow, willow, willow,” and between
+Ever was “Palamon, fair Palamon,”
+And “Palamon was a tall young man.” The place
+Was knee-deep where she sat; her careless tresses,
+A wreath of bulrush rounded; about her stuck
+Thousand fresh water-flowers of several colours,
+That methought she appeared like the fair nymph
+That feeds the lake with waters, or as Iris
+Newly dropped down from heaven. Rings she made
+Of rushes that grew by, and to ’em spoke
+The prettiest posies: “Thus our true love’s tied,”
+“This you may loose, not me,” and many a one;
+And then she wept, and sung again, and sighed,
+And with the same breath smiled and kissed her hand.
+
+SECOND FRIEND.
+Alas, what pity it is!
 
 WOOER.
 I made in to her.
-She saw me, and straight sought the flood; I sav'd her,
-And set her safe to land: when presently
-She slipt away, and to the Citty made,
-With such a cry and swiftnes, that, beleeve me,
-Shee left me farre behinde her; three or foure
-I saw from farre off crosse her, one of 'em
-I knew to be your brother; where she staid,
-And fell, scarce to be got away: I left them with her,  [Enter
- Brother, Daughter, and others.]
-And hether came to tell you.  Here they are.
+She saw me, and straight sought the flood. I saved her
+And set her safe to land, when presently
+She slipped away, and to the city made
+With such a cry and swiftness that, believe me,
+She left me far behind her. Three or four
+I saw from far off cross her—one of ’em
+I knew to be your brother—where she stayed
+And fell, scarce to be got away. I left them with her
+And hither came to tell you.
 
-DAUGHTER.  [sings.]
+Enter Jailer’s Brother, Jailer’s Daughter and others.
 
-May you never more enjoy the light, &c.
+Here they are.
 
-Is not this a fine Song?
+DAUGHTER.
+[_Sings_.]
+
+    _May you never more enjoy the light, &c._
+
+Is not this a fine song?
 
 BROTHER.
 O, a very fine one.
@@ -175992,805 +176209,848 @@ DAUGHTER.
 I can sing twenty more.
 
 BROTHER.
-I thinke you can.
+I think you can.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Yes, truely, can I; I can sing the Broome,
-And Bony Robin.  Are not you a tailour?
+Yes, truly can I. I can sing “The Broom”
+and “Bonny Robin.” Are not you a tailor?
 
 BROTHER.
 Yes.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Wher's my wedding Gowne?
+Where’s my wedding gown?
 
 BROTHER.
-Ile bring it to morrow.
+I’ll bring it tomorrow.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Doe, very rarely; I must be abroad else
-To call the Maides, and pay the Minstrels,
-For I must loose my Maydenhead by cock-light;
-Twill never thrive else.
-[Singes.]  O faire, oh sweete, &c.
+Do, very rarely, I must be abroad else
+To call the maids and pay the minstrels,
+For I must lose my maidenhead by cocklight.
+’Twill never thrive else.
+[_Sings_.] _O fair, O sweet, &c._
 
 BROTHER.
-You must ev'n take it patiently.
+[_To Jailer._] You must e’en take it patiently.
 
-IAILOR.
-Tis true.
+JAILER.
+’Tis true.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Good ev'n, good men; pray, did you ever heare
-Of one yong Palamon?
+Good ev’n, good men; pray, did you ever hear
+Of one young Palamon?
 
-IAILOR.
+JAILER.
 Yes, wench, we know him.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Is't not a fine yong Gentleman?
+Is’t not a fine young gentleman?
 
-IAILOR.
-Tis Love.
+JAILER.
+’Tis, love.
 
 BROTHER.
-By no meane crosse her; she is then distemperd
-Far worse then now she showes.
+By no mean cross her; she is then distempered
+Far worse than now she shows.
 
-1. FRIEND.
-Yes, he's a fine man.
+FIRST FRIEND.
+Yes, he’s a fine man.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-O, is he so? you have a Sister?
+O, is he so? You have a sister?
 
-1. FRIEND.
+FIRST FRIEND.
 Yes.
 
 DAUGHTER.
 But she shall never have him, tell her so,
-For a tricke that I know; y'had best looke to her,
-For if she see him once, she's gone, she's done,
-And undon in an howre.  All the young Maydes
-Of our Towne are in love with him, but I laugh at 'em
-And let 'em all alone; Is't not a wise course?
+For a trick that I know; you’d best look to her,
+For if she see him once, she’s gone, she’s done,
+And undone in an hour. All the young maids
+Of our town are in love with him, but I laugh at ’em
+And let ’em all alone. Is ’t not a wise course?
 
-1. FRIEND.
+FIRST FRIEND.
 Yes.
 
 DAUGHTER.
 There is at least two hundred now with child by him—
-There must be fowre; yet I keepe close for all this,
-Close as a Cockle; and all these must be Boyes,
-He has the tricke on't, and at ten yeares old
-They must be all gelt for Musitians,
+There must be four; yet I keep close for all this,
+Close as a cockle; and all these must be boys
+He has the trick on ’t; and at ten years old
+They must be all gelt for musicians
 And sing the wars of Theseus.
 
-2. FRIEND.
+SECOND FRIEND.
 This is strange.
 
 DAUGHTER.
 As ever you heard, but say nothing.
 
-1. FRIEND.
+FIRST FRIEND.
 No.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-They come from all parts of the Dukedome to him;
-Ile warrant ye, he had not so few last night
-As twenty to dispatch: hee'l tickl't up
-In two howres, if his hand be in.
+They come from all parts of the dukedom to him.
+I’ll warrant ye, he had not so few last night
+As twenty to dispatch. He’ll tickle ’t up
+In two hours, if his hand be in.
 
-IAILOR.
-She's lost
+JAILER.
+She’s lost
 Past all cure.
 
 BROTHER.
-Heaven forbid, man.
+Heaven forbid, man!
 
 DAUGHTER.
 Come hither, you are a wise man.
 
-1. FRIEND.
-Do's she know him?
+FIRST FRIEND.
+[_Aside._] Does she know him?
 
-2. FRIEND.
-No, would she did.
+SECOND FRIEND.
+[_Aside._] No, would she did.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-You are master of a Ship?
+You are master of a ship?
 
-IAILOR.
+JAILER.
 Yes.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Wher's your Compasse?
+Where’s your compass?
 
-IAILOR.
-Heere.
+JAILER.
+Here.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Set it too'th North.
-And now direct your course to'th wood, wher Palamon
-Lyes longing for me; For the Tackling
-Let me alone; Come, waygh, my hearts, cheerely!
+Set it to th’ north.
+And now direct your course to th’ wood, where Palamon
+Lies longing for me. For the tackling,
+Let me alone. Come, weigh, my hearts, cheerly.
 
 ALL.
-Owgh, owgh, owgh, tis up, the wind's faire,
-Top the Bowling, out with the maine saile;
-Wher's your Whistle, Master?
+Owgh, owgh, owgh! ’Tis up, the wind’s fair!
+Top the bowline; out with the mainsail;
+Where’s your whistle, master?
 
 BROTHER.
-Lets get her in.
+Let’s get her in.
 
-IAILOR.
-Vp to the top, Boy.
+JAILER.
+Up to the top, boy.
 
 BROTHER.
-Wher's the Pilot?
+Where’s the pilot?
 
-1. FRIEND.
-Heere.
+FIRST FRIEND.
+Here.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-What ken'st thou?
+What kenn’st thou?
 
-2. FRIEND.
-A faire wood.
+SECOND FRIEND.
+A fair wood.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Beare for it, master: take about!  [Singes.]
-When Cinthia with her borrowed light, &c.  [Exeunt.]
+Bear for it, master. Tack about!
+[_Sings_.]
+    _When Cinthia with her borrowed light, &c._
 
-SCENE 2.  (A Room in the Palace.)
+[_Exeunt._]
 
-[Enter Emilia alone, with 2. Pictures.]
+SCENE II. A Room in the Palace
+
+Enter Emilia alone, with two pictures.
 
 EMILIA.
-Yet I may binde those wounds up, that must open
-And bleed to death for my sake else; Ile choose,
-And end their strife: Two such yong hansom men
-Shall never fall for me, their weeping Mothers,
-Following the dead cold ashes of their Sonnes,
-Shall never curse my cruelty.  Good heaven,
-What a sweet face has Arcite! if wise nature,
-With all her best endowments, all those beuties
-She sowes into the birthes of noble bodies,
-Were here a mortall woman, and had in her
-The coy denialls of yong Maydes, yet doubtles,
-She would run mad for this man: what an eye,
-Of what a fyry sparkle, and quick sweetnes,
-Has this yong Prince!  Here Love himselfe sits smyling,
-Iust such another wanton Ganimead
-Set Jove a fire with, and enforcd the god
-Snatch up the goodly Boy, and set him by him
-A shining constellation: What a brow,
-Of what a spacious Majesty, he carries!
-Arch'd like the great eyd Iuno's, but far sweeter,
-Smoother then Pelops Shoulder!  Fame and honour,
-Me thinks, from hence, as from a Promontory
-Pointed in heaven, should clap their wings, and sing
-To all the under world the Loves and Fights
-Of gods, and such men neere 'em.  Palamon
-Is but his foyle, to him a meere dull shadow:
-Hee's swarth and meagre, of an eye as heavy
+Yet I may bind those wounds up, that must open
+And bleed to death for my sake else. I’ll choose,
+And end their strife. Two such young handsome men
+Shall never fall for me; their weeping mothers,
+Following the dead cold ashes of their sons,
+Shall never curse my cruelty.
+
+[_Looks at one of the pictures._]
+
+Good heaven,
+What a sweet face has Arcite! If wise Nature,
+With all her best endowments, all those beauties
+She sows into the births of noble bodies,
+Were here a mortal woman, and had in her
+The coy denials of young maids, yet doubtless
+She would run mad for this man. What an eye,
+Of what a fiery sparkle and quick sweetness,
+Has this young prince! Here Love himself sits smiling;
+Just such another wanton Ganymede
+Set Jove afire with, and enforced the god
+Snatch up the goodly boy and set him by him,
+A shining constellation. What a brow,
+Of what a spacious majesty, he carries,
+Arched like the great-eyed Juno’s, but far sweeter,
+Smoother than Pelops’ shoulder! Fame and Honour,
+Methinks, from hence, as from a promontory
+Pointed in heaven, should clap their wings and sing
+To all the under-world the loves and fights
+Of gods and such men near ’em.
+
+[_Looks at the other picture._]
+
+Palamon
+Is but his foil; to him a mere dull shadow;
+He’s swart and meagre, of an eye as heavy
 As if he had lost his mother; a still temper,
-No stirring in him, no alacrity,
-Of all this sprightly sharpenes not a smile;
-Yet these that we count errours may become him:
-Narcissus was a sad Boy, but a heavenly:—
-Oh who can finde the bent of womans fancy?
-I am a Foole, my reason is lost in me;
-I have no choice, and I have ly'd so lewdly
-That women ought to beate me.  On my knees
-I aske thy pardon, Palamon; thou art alone,
-And only beutifull, and these the eyes,
+No stirring in him, no alacrity;
+Of all this sprightly sharpness, not a smile.
+Yet these that we count errors may become him;
+Narcissus was a sad boy but a heavenly.
+O, who can find the bent of woman’s fancy?
+I am a fool; my reason is lost in me;
+I have no choice, and I have lied so lewdly
+That women ought to beat me. On my knees
+I ask thy pardon, Palamon, thou art alone
+And only beautiful, and these the eyes,
 These the bright lamps of beauty, that command
-And threaten Love, and what yong Mayd dare crosse 'em?
+And threaten love, and what young maid dare cross ’em?
 What a bold gravity, and yet inviting,
-Has this browne manly face!  O Love, this only
-From this howre is Complexion: Lye there, Arcite,
-Thou art a changling to him, a meere Gipsey,
-And this the noble Bodie.  I am sotted,
-Vtterly lost: My Virgins faith has fled me;
-For if my brother but even now had ask'd me
-Whether I lov'd, I had run mad for Arcite;
-Now, if my Sister, More for Palamon.
-Stand both together: Now, come aske me, Brother.—
-Alas, I know not!  Aske me now, sweet Sister;—
-I may goe looke.  What a meere child is Fancie,
-That, having two faire gawdes of equall sweetnesse,
-Cannot distinguish, but must crie for both.
-
-[Enter (a) Gent(leman.)]
+Has this brown manly face! O Love, this only
+From this hour is complexion. Lie there, Arcite.
+
+[_She puts aside his picture._]
+
+Thou art a changeling to him, a mere gypsy,
+And this the noble body. I am sotted,
+Utterly lost. My virgin’s faith has fled me.
+For if my brother but even now had asked me
+Whether I loved, I had run mad for Arcite;
+Now, if my sister, more for Palamon.
+Stand both together. Now, come ask me, brother.
+Alas, I know not! Ask me now, sweet sister.
+I may go look! What a mere child is Fancy,
+That, having two fair gauds of equal sweetness,
+Cannot distinguish, but must cry for both.
+
+Enter a Gentleman.
 
 EMILIA.
-How now, Sir?
+How now, sir?
 
 GENTLEMAN.
-From the Noble Duke your Brother,
-Madam, I bring you newes: The Knights are come.
+From the noble Duke your brother,
+Madam, I bring you news. The knights are come.
 
 EMILIA.
-To end the quarrell?
+To end the quarrel?
 
 GENTLEMAN.
 Yes.
 
 EMILIA.
-Would I might end first:
-What sinnes have I committed, chast Diana,
-That my unspotted youth must now be soyld
-With blood of Princes? and my Chastitie
-Be made the Altar, where the lives of Lovers
-(Two greater and two better never yet
-Made mothers joy) must be the sacrifice
-To my unhappy Beautie?
+Would I might end first!
+What sins have I committed, chaste Diana,
+That my unspotted youth must now be soiled
+With blood of princes, and my chastity
+Be made the altar where the lives of lovers—
+Two greater and two better never yet
+Made mothers joy—must be the sacrifice
+To my unhappy beauty?
 
-[Enter Theseus, Hipolita, Perithous and attendants.]
+Enter Theseus, Hippolyta, Pirithous and Attendants.
 
 THESEUS.
-Bring 'em in
-Quickly, By any meanes; I long to see 'em.—
-Your two contending Lovers are return'd,
-And with them their faire Knights: Now, my faire Sister,
+Bring ’em in
+Quickly, by any means; I long to see ’em.
+Your two contending lovers are returned,
+And with them their fair knights. Now, my fair sister,
 You must love one of them.
 
 EMILIA.
 I had rather both,
 So neither for my sake should fall untimely.
 
-[Enter Messenger.  (Curtis.)]
-
 THESEUS.
-Who saw 'em?
+Who saw ’em?
 
-PERITHOUS.
-I, a while.
+PIRITHOUS.
+I a while.
 
 GENTLEMAN.
 And I.
 
+Enter Messenger.
+
 THESEUS.
-From whence come you, Sir?
+From whence come you, sir?
 
 MESSENGER.
-From the Knights.
+From the knights.
 
 THESEUS.
-Pray, speake,
-You that have seene them, what they are.
+Pray, speak,
+You that have seen them, what they are.
 
 MESSENGER.
-I will, Sir,
-And truly what I thinke: Six braver spirits
-Then these they have brought, (if we judge by the outside)
-I never saw, nor read of.  He that stands
-In the first place with Arcite, by his seeming,
-Should be a stout man, by his face a Prince,
-(His very lookes so say him) his complexion,
-Nearer a browne, than blacke, sterne, and yet noble,
-Which shewes him hardy, fearelesse, proud of dangers:
+I will, sir,
+And truly what I think. Six braver spirits
+Than these they have brought, if we judge by the outside,
+I never saw nor read of. He that stands
+In the first place with Arcite, by his seeming
+Should be a stout man, by his face a prince,
+His very looks so say him; his complexion
+Nearer a brown than black, stern and yet noble,
+Which shows him hardy, fearless, proud of dangers;
 The circles of his eyes show fire within him,
-And as a heated Lyon, so he lookes;
-His haire hangs long behind him, blacke and shining
-Like Ravens wings: his shoulders broad and strong,
-Armd long and round, and on his Thigh a Sword
-Hung by a curious Bauldricke, when he frownes
-To seale his will with: better, o'my conscience
-Was never Souldiers friend.
+And as a heated lion so he looks.
+His hair hangs long behind him, black and shining
+Like ravens’ wings; his shoulders broad and strong;
+Armed long and round; and on his thigh a sword
+Hung by a curious baldric, when he frowns
+To seal his will with. Better, o’ my conscience,
+Was never soldier’s friend.
 
 THESEUS.
-Thou ha'st well describde him.
+Thou hast well described him.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-Yet a great deale short,
-Me thinkes, of him that's first with Palamon.
+PIRITHOUS.
+Yet a great deal short,
+Methinks, of him that’s first with Palamon.
 
 THESEUS.
-Pray, speake him, friend.
+Pray, speak him, friend.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-I ghesse he is a Prince too,
+PIRITHOUS.
+I guess he is a prince too,
 And, if it may be, greater; for his show
-Has all the ornament of honour in't:
-Hee's somewhat bigger, then the Knight he spoke of,
-But of a face far sweeter; His complexion
-Is (as a ripe grape) ruddy: he has felt,
-Without doubt, what he fights for, and so apter
-To make this cause his owne: In's face appeares
-All the faire hopes of what he undertakes,
-And when he's angry, then a setled valour
-(Not tainted with extreames) runs through his body,
-And guides his arme to brave things: Feare he cannot,
-He shewes no such soft temper; his head's yellow,
-Hard hayr'd, and curld, thicke twind like Ivy tods,
-Not to undoe with thunder; In his face
-The liverie of the warlike Maide appeares,
-Pure red, and white, for yet no beard has blest him.
-And in his rowling eyes sits victory,
-As if she ever ment to court his valour:
-His Nose stands high, a Character of honour.
-His red lips, after fights, are fit for Ladies.
+Has all the ornament of honour in ’t:
+He’s somewhat bigger than the knight he spoke of,
+But of a face far sweeter; his complexion
+Is, as a ripe grape, ruddy. He has felt
+Without doubt what he fights for, and so apter
+To make this cause his own. In ’s face appears
+All the fair hopes of what he undertakes
+And when he’s angry, then a settled valour,
+Not tainted with extremes, runs through his body
+And guides his arm to brave things. Fear he cannot;
+He shows no such soft temper. His head’s yellow,
+Hard-haired and curled, thick-twined like ivy tods,
+Not to undo with thunder. In his face
+The livery of the warlike maid appears,
+Pure red and white, for yet no beard has blessed him;
+And in his rolling eyes sits Victory,
+As if she ever meant to crown his valour.
+His nose stands high, a character of honour;
+His red lips, after fights, are fit for ladies.
 
 EMILIA.
 Must these men die too?
 
-PERITHOUS.
-When he speakes, his tongue
-Sounds like a Trumpet; All his lyneaments
-Are as a man would wish 'em, strong and cleane,
-He weares a well-steeld Axe, the staffe of gold;
-His age some five and twenty.
+PIRITHOUS.
+When he speaks, his tongue
+Sounds like a trumpet. All his lineaments
+Are as a man would wish ’em, strong and clean.
+He wears a well-steeled axe, the staff of gold;
+His age some five-and-twenty.
 
 MESSENGER.
-Ther's another,
-A little man, but of a tough soule, seeming
-As great as any: fairer promises
-In such a Body yet I never look'd on.
+There’s another,
+A little man, but of a tough soul, seeming
+As great as any; fairer promises
+In such a body yet I never looked on.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-O, he that's freckle fac'd?
+PIRITHOUS.
+O, he that’s freckle-faced?
 
 MESSENGER.
-The same, my Lord;
+The same, my lord;
 Are they not sweet ones?
 
-PERITHOUS.
+PIRITHOUS.
 Yes, they are well.
 
 MESSENGER.
-Me thinkes,
-Being so few, and well disposd, they show
-Great, and fine art in nature: he's white hair'd,
+Methinks,
+Being so few and well disposed, they show
+Great and fine art in nature. He’s white-haired,
 Not wanton white, but such a manly colour
-Next to an aborne; tough, and nimble set,
-Which showes an active soule; his armes are brawny,
-Linde with strong sinewes: To the shoulder peece
-Gently they swell, like women new conceav'd,
-Which speakes him prone to labour, never fainting
-Vnder the waight of Armes; stout harted, still,
-But when he stirs, a Tiger; he's gray eyd,
-Which yeelds compassion where he conquers: sharpe
-To spy advantages, and where he finds 'em,
-He's swift to make 'em his: He do's no wrongs,
-Nor takes none; he's round fac'd, and when he smiles
-He showes a Lover, when he frownes, a Souldier:
-About his head he weares the winners oke,
-And in it stucke the favour of his Lady:
-His age, some six and thirtie.  In his hand
-He beares a charging Staffe, embost with silver.
+Next to an auburn; tough and nimble-set,
+Which shows an active soul. His arms are brawny,
+Lined with strong sinews. To the shoulder-piece
+Gently they swell, like women new-conceived,
+Which speaks him prone to labour, never fainting
+Under the weight of arms; stout-hearted still,
+But when he stirs, a tiger. He’s grey-eyed,
+Which yields compassion where he conquers; sharp
+To spy advantages, and where he finds ’em,
+He’s swift to make ’em his. He does no wrongs,
+Nor takes none. He’s round-faced, and when he smiles
+He shows a lover; when he frowns, a soldier.
+About his head he wears the winner’s oak,
+And in it stuck the favour of his lady.
+His age some six-and-thirty. In his hand
+He bears a charging-staff embossed with silver.
 
 THESEUS.
 Are they all thus?
 
-PERITHOUS.
-They are all the sonnes of honour.
+PIRITHOUS.
+They are all the sons of honour.
 
 THESEUS.
-Now, as I have a soule, I long to see'em.
+Now, as I have a soul, I long to see’em.
 Lady, you shall see men fight now.
 
-HIPPOLITA.
+HIPPOLYTA.
 I wish it,
-But not the cause, my Lord; They would show
-Bravely about the Titles of two Kingdomes;
-Tis pitty Love should be so tyrannous:
-O my soft harted Sister, what thinke you?
-Weepe not, till they weepe blood, Wench; it must be.
+But not the cause, my lord. They would show
+Bravely about the titles of two kingdoms.
+’Tis pity love should be so tyrannous.—
+O, my soft-hearted sister, what think you?
+Weep not till they weep blood. Wench, it must be.
 
 THESEUS.
-You have steel'd 'em with your Beautie.—Honord Friend,
-To you I give the Feild; pray, order it
+You have steeled ’em with your beauty.
+Honoured friend,
+To you I give the field; pray order it
 Fitting the persons that must use it.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-Yes, Sir.
+PIRITHOUS.
+Yes, sir.
 
 THESEUS.
-Come, Ile goe visit 'em: I cannot stay,
-Their fame has fir'd me so; Till they appeare.
-Good Friend, be royall.
+Come, I’ll go visit ’em. I cannot stay,
+Their fame has fired me so; till they appear.
+Good friend, be royal.
 
-PERITHOUS.
+PIRITHOUS.
 There shall want no bravery.
 
+[_Exeunt all but Emilia._]
+
 EMILIA.
-Poore wench, goe weepe, for whosoever wins,
-Looses a noble Cosen for thy sins.  [Exeunt.]
+Poor wench, go weep, for whosoever wins,
+Loses a noble cousin for thy sins.
 
-SCENE 3.  (A room in the prison.)
+[_Exit._]
+
+SCENE III. A room in the prison
 
-[Enter Iailor, Wooer, Doctor.]
+Enter Jailer, Wooer and Doctor.
 
 DOCTOR.
-Her distraction is more at some time of the Moone, then at other some,
+Her distraction is more at some time of the moon, than at other some,
 is it not?
 
-IAILOR.
-She is continually in a harmelesse distemper, sleepes little,
-altogether without appetite, save often drinking, dreaming of another
-world, and a better; and what broken peece of matter so'ere she's
-about, the name Palamon lardes it, that she farces ev'ry busines
-withall, fyts it to every question.—
+JAILER.
+She is continually in a harmless distemper, sleeps little, altogether
+without appetite, save often drinking, dreaming of another world, and a
+better; and what broken piece of matter soe’er she’s about, the name
+Palamon lards it, that she farces every business withal, fits it to
+every question.
 
-[Enter Daughter.]
+Enter Jailer’s Daughter.
 
-Looke where shee comes, you shall perceive her behaviour.
+Look where she comes; you shall perceive her behaviour.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-I have forgot it quite; The burden on't, was DOWNE A, DOWNE A, and pend
-by no worse man, then Giraldo, Emilias Schoolemaster; he's as
-Fantasticall too, as ever he may goe upon's legs,—for in the next world
-will Dido see Palamon, and then will she be out of love with Eneas.
+I have forgot it quite. The burden on ’t was “Down-a, down-a,” and
+penned by no worse man than Geraldo, Emilia’s schoolmaster. He’s as
+fantastical, too, as ever he may go upon’s legs, for in the next world
+will Dido see Palamon, and then will she be out of love with Æneas.
 
 DOCTOR.
-What stuff's here? pore soule!
+What stuff’s here? Poor soul!
 
-IAILOR.
-Ev'n thus all day long.
+JAILER.
+Even thus all day long.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Now for this Charme, that I told you of: you must bring a peece of
-silver on the tip of your tongue, or no ferry: then, if it be your
-chance to come where the blessed spirits, as ther's a sight now—we
-maids that have our Lyvers perish'd, crakt to peeces with Love, we
-shall come there, and doe nothing all day long but picke flowers with
-Proserpine; then will I make Palamon a Nosegay; then let him marke
-me,—then—
+Now for this charm that I told you of: you must bring a piece of silver
+on the tip of your tongue, or no ferry. Then if it be your chance to
+come where the blessed spirits are, there’s a sight now! We maids that
+have our livers perished, cracked to pieces with love, we shall come
+there, and do nothing all day long but pick flowers with Proserpine.
+Then will I make Palamon a nosegay; then let him mark me—then.
 
 DOCTOR.
-How prettily she's amisse? note her a little further.
+How prettily she’s amiss? Note her a little further.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Faith, ile tell you, sometime we goe to Barly breake, we of the
-blessed; alas, tis a sore life they have i'th other place, such
-burning, frying, boyling, hissing, howling, chattring, cursing, oh they
-have shrowd measure! take heede; if one be mad, or hang or drowne
-themselves, thither they goe, Iupiter blesse vs, and there shall we be
-put in a Caldron of lead, and Vsurers grease, amongst a whole million
-of cutpurses, and there boyle like a Gamon of Bacon that will never be
-enough.  [Exit.]
+Faith, I’ll tell you, sometime we go to barley-break, we of the
+blessed. Alas, ’tis a sore life they have i’ th’ other place—such
+burning, frying, boiling, hissing, howling, chattering, cursing—O, they
+have shrewd measure; take heed! If one be mad, or hang or drown
+themselves, thither they go; Jupiter bless us! And there shall we be
+put in a cauldron of lead and usurers’ grease, amongst a whole million
+of cutpurses, and there boil like a gammon of bacon that will never be
+enough.
 
 DOCTOR.
-How her braine coynes!
+How her brain coins!
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Lords and Courtiers, that have got maids with Child, they are in this
-place: they shall stand in fire up to the Nav'le, and in yce up to'th
-hart, and there th'offending part burnes, and the deceaving part
-freezes; in troth, a very greevous punishment, as one would thinke, for
-such a Trifle; beleve me, one would marry a leaprous witch, to be rid
-on't, Ile assure you.
+Lords and courtiers that have got maids with child, they are in this
+place. They shall stand in fire up to the navel and in ice up to the
+heart, and there th’ offending part burns and the deceiving part
+freezes. In troth, a very grievous punishment, as one would think, for
+such a trifle. Believe me, one would marry a leprous witch to be rid on
+’t, I’ll assure you.
 
 DOCTOR.
-How she continues this fancie!  Tis not an engraffed Madnesse, but a
-most thicke, and profound mellencholly.
+How she continues this fancy! ’Tis not an engraffed madness, but a most
+thick, and profound melancholy.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-To heare there a proud Lady, and a proud Citty wiffe, howle together! I
-were a beast and il'd call it good sport: one cries, 'O this smoake!'
-another, 'this fire!'  One cries, 'O, that ever I did it behind the
-arras!' and then howles; th'other curses a suing fellow and her garden
-house.  [Sings]  I will be true, my stars, my fate, &c.  [Exit Daugh.]
+To hear there a proud lady and a proud city wife howl together! I were
+a beast an I’d call it good sport. One cries “O this smoke!” th’ other,
+“This fire!”; one cries, “O, that ever I did it behind the arras!” and
+then howls; th’ other curses a suing fellow and her garden house.
+
+[_Sings._]
+    _I will be true, my stars, my fate, &c._
 
-IAILOR.
-What thinke you of her, Sir?
+[_Exit Jailer’s Daughter._]
+
+JAILER.
+What think you of her, sir?
 
 DOCTOR.
-I thinke she has a perturbed minde, which I cannot minister to.
+I think she has a perturbed mind, which I cannot minister to.
 
-IAILOR.
+JAILER.
 Alas, what then?
 
 DOCTOR.
-Vnderstand you, she ever affected any man, ere she beheld
-Palamon?
+Understand you she ever affected any man ere she beheld Palamon?
 
-IAILOR.
-I was once, Sir, in great hope she had fixd her liking on this
+JAILER.
+I was once, sir, in great hope she had fixed her liking on this
 gentleman, my friend.
 
 WOOER.
-I did thinke so too, and would account I had a great pen-worth on't, to
-give halfe my state, that both she and I at this present stood
-unfainedly on the same tearmes.
+I did think so too, and would account I had a great penn’orth on’t, to
+give half my state, that both she and I at this present stood
+unfeignedly on the same terms.
 
 DOCTOR.
-That intemprat surfeit of her eye hath distemperd the other sences:
-they may returne and settle againe to execute their preordaind
-faculties, but they are now in a most extravagant vagary.  This you
-must doe: Confine her to a place, where the light may rather seeme to
-steale in, then be permitted; take vpon you (yong Sir, her friend) the
-name of Palamon; say you come to eate with her, and to commune of Love;
-this will catch her attention, for this her minde beates upon; other
-objects that are inserted tweene her minde and eye become the prankes
-and friskins of her madnes; Sing to her such greene songs of Love, as
-she sayes Palamon hath sung in prison; Come to her, stucke in as sweet
-flowers as the season is mistres of, and thereto make an addition of
-som other compounded odours, which are grateful to the sence: all this
-shall become Palamon, for Palamon can sing, and Palamon is sweet, and
-ev'ry good thing: desire to eate with her, carve her, drinke to her,
-and still among, intermingle your petition of grace and acceptance into
-her favour: Learne what Maides have beene her companions and
-play-pheeres, and let them repaire to her with Palamon in their
-mouthes, and appeare with tokens, as if they suggested for him. It is a
-falsehood she is in, which is with falsehood to be combated. This may
-bring her to eate, to sleepe, and reduce what's now out of square in
-her, into their former law, and regiment; I have seene it approved, how
-many times I know not, but to make the number more, I have great hope
-in this.  I will, betweene the passages of this project, come in with
-my applyance: Let us put it in execution, and hasten the successe,
-which, doubt not, will bring forth comfort.  [Florish.  Exeunt.]
+That intemperate surfeit of her eye hath distempered the other senses.
+They may return and settle again to execute their preordained
+faculties, but they are now in a most extravagant vagary. This you must
+do: confine her to a place where the light may rather seem to steal in
+than be permitted. Take upon you, young sir, her friend, the name of
+Palamon; say you come to eat with her, and to commune of love. This
+will catch her attention, for this her mind beats upon; other objects
+that are inserted ’tween her mind and eye become the pranks and
+friskins of her madness. Sing to her such green songs of love as she
+says Palamon hath sung in prison. Come to her stuck in as sweet flowers
+as the season is mistress of, and thereto make an addition of some
+other compounded odours which are grateful to the sense. All this shall
+become Palamon, for Palamon can sing, and Palamon is sweet and every
+good thing. Desire to eat with her, carve her, drink to her, and still
+among intermingle your petition of grace and acceptance into her
+favour. Learn what maids have been her companions and play-feres, and
+let them repair to her with Palamon in their mouths, and appear with
+tokens, as if they suggested for him. It is a falsehood she is in,
+which is with falsehoods to be combated. This may bring her to eat, to
+sleep, and reduce what’s now out of square in her into their former law
+and regiment. I have seen it approved, how many times I know not, but
+to make the number more I have great hope in this. I will, between the
+passages of this project, come in with my appliance. Let us put it in
+execution and hasten the success, which, doubt not, will bring forth
+comfort.
 
-ACT V
+[_Exeunt._]
 
-SCENE 1.  (Before the Temples of Mars, Venus, and Diana.)
 
-[Enter Thesius, Perithous, Hipolita, attendants.]
 
-THESEUS.
-Now let'em enter, and before the gods
-Tender their holy prayers: Let the Temples
-Burne bright with sacred fires, and the Altars
-In hallowed clouds commend their swelling Incense
-To those above us: Let no due be wanting;  [Florish of Cornets.]
-They have a noble worke in hand, will honour
-The very powers that love 'em.
 
-[Enter Palamon and Arcite, and their Knights.]
+ACT V
+
+SCENE I. Athens. Before the Temples of Mars, Venus, and Diana
+
 
-PERITHOUS.
+Flourish. Enter Theseus, Pirithous, Hippolyta and Attendants.
+
+THESEUS.
+Now let ’em enter and before the gods
+Tender their holy prayers. Let the temples
+Burn bright with sacred fires, and the altars
+In hallowed clouds commend their swelling incense
+To those above us. Let no due be wanting.
+They have a noble work in hand, will honour
+The very powers that love ’em.
+
+PIRITHOUS.
 Sir, they enter.
 
+Enter Palamon and Arcite and their Knights.
+
 THESEUS.
-You valiant and strong harted Enemies,
-You royall German foes, that this day come
-To blow that furnesse out that flames betweene ye:
-Lay by your anger for an houre, and dove-like,
-Before the holy Altars of your helpers,
-(The all feard gods) bow downe your stubborne bodies.
-Your ire is more than mortall; So your helpe be,
-And as the gods regard ye, fight with Iustice;
-Ile leave you to your prayers, and betwixt ye
+You valiant and strong-hearted enemies,
+You royal german foes, that this day come
+To blow that nearness out that flames between ye,
+Lay by your anger for an hour and, dove-like,
+Before the holy altars of your helpers,
+The all-feared gods, bow down your stubborn bodies.
+Your ire is more than mortal; so your help be;
+And, as the gods regard ye, fight with justice.
+I’ll leave you to your prayers, and betwixt ye
 I part my wishes.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-Honour crowne the worthiest.  [Exit Theseus, and his traine.]
+PIRITHOUS.
+Honour crown the worthiest.
+
+[_Exeunt Theseus and his Train._]
 
 PALAMON.
-The glasse is running now that cannot finish
-Till one of us expire: Thinke you but thus,
-That were there ought in me which strove to show
-Mine enemy in this businesse, wer't one eye
-Against another, Arme opprest by Arme,
-I would destroy th'offender, Coz, I would,
-Though parcell of my selfe: Then from this gather
+The glass is running now that cannot finish
+Till one of us expire. Think you but thus,
+That were there aught in me which strove to show
+Mine enemy in this business, were ’t one eye
+Against another, arm oppressed by arm,
+I would destroy th’ offender, coz, I would
+Though parcel of myself. Then from this gather
 How I should tender you.
 
 ARCITE.
 I am in labour
-To push your name, your auncient love, our kindred
-Out of my memory; and i'th selfe same place
-To seate something I would confound: So hoyst we
-The sayles, that must these vessells port even where
-The heavenly Lymiter pleases.
+To push your name, your ancient love, our kindred
+Out of my memory, and i’ th’ selfsame place
+To seat something I would confound. So hoist we
+The sails that must these vessels port even where
+The heavenly limiter pleases.
 
 PALAMON.
-You speake well;
-Before I turne, Let me embrace thee, Cosen:
-This I shall never doe agen.
+You speak well.
+Before I turn, let me embrace thee, cousin.
+This I shall never do again.
 
 ARCITE.
 One farewell.
 
 PALAMON.
-Why, let it be so: Farewell, Coz.  [Exeunt Palamon and his
-Knights.]
+Why, let it be so. Farewell, coz.
 
 ARCITE.
-Farewell, Sir.—
-Knights, Kinsemen, Lovers, yea, my Sacrifices,
+Farewell, sir.
+
+[_Exeunt Palamon and his Knights._]
+
+Knights, kinsmen, lovers, yea, my sacrifices,
 True worshippers of Mars, whose spirit in you
-Expells the seedes of feare, and th'apprehension
-Which still is farther off it, Goe with me
-Before the god of our profession: There
-Require of him the hearts of Lyons, and
-The breath of Tigers, yea, the fearcenesse too,
-Yea, the speed also,—to goe on, I meane,
-Else wish we to be Snayles: you know my prize
-Must be drag'd out of blood; force and great feate
-Must put my Garland on, where she stickes
-The Queene of Flowers: our intercession then
-Must be to him that makes the Campe a Cestron
-Brymd with the blood of men: give me your aide
-And bend your spirits towards him.  [They kneele.]
-Thou mighty one, that with thy power hast turnd
-Greene Neptune into purple, (whose Approach)
-Comets prewarne, whose havocke in vaste Feild
-Vnearthed skulls proclaime, whose breath blowes downe,
-The teeming Ceres foyzon, who doth plucke
-With hand armypotent from forth blew clowdes
-The masond Turrets, that both mak'st and break'st
-The stony girthes of Citties: me thy puple,
-Yongest follower of thy Drom, instruct this day
-With military skill, that to thy lawde
-I may advance my Streamer, and by thee,
-Be stil'd the Lord o'th day: give me, great Mars,
+Expels the seeds of fear and th’ apprehension
+Which still is father of it, go with me
+Before the god of our profession. There
+Require of him the hearts of lions and
+The breath of tigers, yea, the fierceness too,
+Yea, the speed also—to go on, I mean;
+Else wish we to be snails. You know my prize
+Must be dragged out of blood; force and great feat
+Must put my garland on, where she sticks,
+The queen of flowers. Our intercession, then,
+Must be to him that makes the camp a cistern
+Brimmed with the blood of men. Give me your aid,
+And bend your spirits towards him.
+
+[_They advance to the altar of Mars, fall on their faces before it, and
+then kneel._]
+
+Thou mighty one, that with thy power hast turned
+Green Neptune into purple; whose approach
+Comets prewarn, whose havoc in vast field
+Unearthed skulls proclaim; whose breath blows down
+The teeming Ceres’ foison, who dost pluck
+With hand armipotent from forth blue clouds
+The masoned turrets, that both mak’st and break’st
+The stony girths of cities; me thy pupil,
+Youngest follower of thy drum, instruct this day
+With military skill, that to thy laud
+I may advance my streamer, and by thee
+Be styled the lord o’ th’ day. Give me, great Mars,
 Some token of thy pleasure.
 
-[Here they fall on their faces as formerly, and there is heard
- clanging of Armor, with a short Thunder as the burst of a
-Battaile,
- whereupon they all rise and bow to the Altar.]
+[_Here they fall on their faces as formerly, and there is heard
+clanging of armour, with a short thunder, as the burst of a battle,
+whereupon they all rise and bow to the altar._]
 
-O Great Corrector of enormous times,
-Shaker of ore-rank States, thou grand decider
-Of dustie and old tytles, that healst with blood
-The earth when it is sicke, and curst the world
-O'th pluresie of people; I doe take
-Thy signes auspiciously, and in thy name
-To my designe march boldly.  Let us goe.  [Exeunt.]
+O, great corrector of enormous times,
+Shaker of o’er-rank states, thou grand decider
+Of dusty and old titles, that heal’st with blood
+The earth when it is sick, and cur’st the world
+O’ th’ pleurisy of people; I do take
+Thy signs auspiciously, and in thy name
+To my design march boldly.—Let us go.
 
-[Enter Palamon and his Knights, with the former observance.]
+[_Exeunt._]
+
+Enter Palamon and his Knights, with the former observance.
 
 PALAMON.
 Our stars must glister with new fire, or be
-To daie extinct; our argument is love,
-Which if the goddesse of it grant, she gives
-Victory too: then blend your spirits with mine,
-You, whose free noblenesse doe make my cause
-Your personall hazard; to the goddesse Venus
+Today extinct. Our argument is love,
+Which, if the goddess of it grant, she gives
+Victory too. Then blend your spirits with mine,
+You whose free nobleness do make my cause
+Your personal hazard. To the goddess Venus
 Commend we our proceeding, and implore
-Her power unto our partie.  [Here they kneele as formerly.]
-Haile, Soveraigne Queene of secrets, who hast power
-To call the feircest Tyrant from his rage,
-And weepe unto a Girle; that ha'st the might,
-Even with an ey-glance, to choke Marsis Drom
-And turne th'allarme to whispers; that canst make
-A Criple florish with his Crutch, and cure him
-Before Apollo; that may'st force the King
-To be his subjects vassaile, and induce
-Stale gravitie to daunce; the pould Bachelour—
-Whose youth, like wonton Boyes through Bonfyres,
-Have skipt thy flame—at seaventy thou canst catch
-And make him, to the scorne of his hoarse throate,
-Abuse yong laies of love: what godlike power
-Hast thou not power upon?  To Phoebus thou
-Add'st flames hotter then his; the heavenly fyres
-Did scortch his mortall Son, thine him; the huntresse
-All moyst and cold, some say, began to throw
-Her Bow away, and sigh.  Take to thy grace
-Me, thy vowd Souldier, who doe beare thy yoke
-As t'wer a wreath of Roses, yet is heavier
-Then Lead it selfe, stings more than Nettles.
-I have never beene foule mouthd against thy law,
-Nev'r reveald secret, for I knew none—would not,
-Had I kend all that were; I never practised
-Vpon mans wife, nor would the Libells reade
-Of liberall wits; I never at great feastes
-Sought to betray a Beautie, but have blush'd
-At simpring Sirs that did; I have beene harsh
-To large Confessors, and have hotly ask'd them
-If they had Mothers: I had one, a woman,
-And women t'wer they wrong'd.  I knew a man
-Of eightie winters, this I told them, who
-A Lasse of foureteene brided; twas thy power
-To put life into dust; the aged Crampe
-Had screw'd his square foote round,
-The Gout had knit his fingers into knots,
-Torturing Convulsions from his globie eyes,
-Had almost drawne their spheeres, that what was life
-In him seem'd torture: this Anatomie
-Had by his yong faire pheare a Boy, and I
-Beleev'd it was him, for she swore it was,
-And who would not beleeve her? briefe, I am
-To those that prate and have done no Companion;
-To those that boast and have not a defyer;
-To those that would and cannot a Rejoycer.
-Yea, him I doe not love, that tells close offices
-The fowlest way, nor names concealements in
-The boldest language: such a one I am,
+Her power unto our party.
+
+[_Here they kneel as formerly._]
+
+Hail, sovereign queen of secrets, who hast power
+To call the fiercest tyrant from his rage
+And weep unto a girl; that hast the might
+Even with an eye-glance to choke Mars’s drum
+And turn th’ alarm to whispers; that canst make
+A cripple flourish with his crutch, and cure him
+Before Apollo; that mayst force the king
+To be his subject’s vassal, and induce
+Stale gravity to dance. The polled bachelor,
+Whose youth, like wanton boys through bonfires,
+Have skipped thy flame, at seventy thou canst catch,
+And make him, to the scorn of his hoarse throat,
+Abuse young lays of love. What godlike power
+Hast thou not power upon? To Phœbus thou
+Add’st flames hotter than his; the heavenly fires
+Did scorch his mortal son, thine him. The huntress,
+All moist and cold, some say, began to throw
+Her bow away and sigh. Take to thy grace
+Me, thy vowed soldier, who do bear thy yoke
+As ’twere a wreath of roses, yet is heavier
+Than lead itself, stings more than nettles.
+I have never been foul-mouthed against thy law,
+Ne’er revealed secret, for I knew none—would not,
+Had I kenned all that were. I never practised
+Upon man’s wife, nor would the libels read
+Of liberal wits. I never at great feasts
+Sought to betray a beauty, but have blushed
+At simpering sirs that did. I have been harsh
+To large confessors, and have hotly asked them
+If they had mothers—I had one, a woman,
+And women ’twere they wronged. I knew a man
+Of eighty winters, this I told them, who
+A lass of fourteen brided; ’twas thy power
+To put life into dust. The aged cramp
+Had screwed his square foot round;
+The gout had knit his fingers into knots,
+Torturing convulsions from his globy eyes
+Had almost drawn their spheres, that what was life
+In him seemed torture. This anatomy
+Had by his young fair fere a boy, and I
+Believed it was his, for she swore it was,
+And who would not believe her? Brief, I am
+To those that prate and have done, no companion;
+To those that boast and have not, a defier;
+To those that would and cannot, a rejoicer.
+Yea, him I do not love that tells close offices
+The foulest way, nor names concealments in
+The boldest language. Such a one I am,
 And vow that lover never yet made sigh
-Truer then I.  O, then, most soft, sweet goddesse,
+Truer than I. O, then, most soft sweet goddess,
 Give me the victory of this question, which
-Is true loves merit, and blesse me with a signe
+Is true love’s merit, and bless me with a sign
 Of thy great pleasure.
 
-[Here Musicke is heard, Doves are seene to flutter; they fall
- againe upon their faces, then on their knees.]
+[_Here music is heard; doves are seen to flutter. They fall again upon
+their faces, then on their knees._]
 
-PALAMON.
-O thou, that from eleven to ninetie raign'st
-In mortall bosomes, whose chase is this world,
-And we in heards thy game: I give thee thankes
-For this faire Token, which, being layd unto
-Mine innocent true heart, armes in assurance  [They bow.]
-My body to this businesse.  Let us rise
-And bow before the goddesse: Time comes on.  [Exeunt.]
-
-[Still Musicke of Records.]
-
-[Enter Emilia in white, her haire about her shoulders, (wearing) a
-wheaten wreath: One in white holding up her traine, her haire stucke
-with flowers: One before her carrying a silver Hynde, in which is
-conveyd Incense and sweet odours, which being set upon the Altar (of
-Diana) her maides standing a loofe, she sets fire to it; then they
-curtsey and kneele.]
+O thou that from eleven to ninety reign’st
+In mortal bosoms, whose chase is this world
+And we in herds thy game, I give thee thanks
+For this fair token, which being laid unto
+Mine innocent true heart, arms in assurance
+My body to this business.—Let us rise
+And bow before the goddess.
+
+[_They rise and bow._]
+
+Time comes on.
+
+[_Exeunt._]
+
+Still music of records. Enter Emilia in white, her hair about her
+shoulders, wearing a wheaten wreath. One in white holding up her train,
+her hair stuck with flowers. One before her carrying a silver hind, in
+which is conveyed incense and sweet odours, which being set upon the
+altar of  Diana, her maids standing aloof, she sets fire to it; then
+they curtsy and kneel.
 
 EMILIA.
-O sacred, shadowie, cold and constant Queene,
-Abandoner of Revells, mute, contemplative,
+O sacred, shadowy, cold, and constant queen,
+Abandoner of revels, mute contemplative,
 Sweet, solitary, white as chaste, and pure
-As windefand Snow, who to thy femall knights
-Alow'st no more blood than will make a blush,
-Which is their orders robe: I heere, thy Priest,
-Am humbled fore thine Altar; O vouchsafe,
-With that thy rare greene eye, which never yet
-Beheld thing maculate, looke on thy virgin;
-And, sacred silver Mistris, lend thine eare
-(Which nev'r heard scurrill terme, into whose port
-Ne're entred wanton found,) to my petition
-Seasond with holy feare: This is my last
-Of vestall office; I am bride habited,
-But mayden harted, a husband I have pointed,
-But doe not know him; out of two I should
-Choose one and pray for his successe, but I
-Am guiltlesse of election: of mine eyes,
-Were I to loose one, they are equall precious,
-I could doombe neither, that which perish'd should
-Goe too't unsentenc'd: Therefore, most modest Queene,
-He of the two Pretenders, that best loves me
-And has the truest title in't, Let him
-Take off my wheaten Gerland, or else grant
-The fyle and qualitie I hold, I may
-Continue in thy Band.
-
-[Here the Hynde vanishes under the Altar: and in the place ascends
- a Rose Tree, having one Rose upon it.]
-
-See what our Generall of Ebbs and Flowes
-Out from the bowells of her holy Altar
-With sacred act advances!  But one Rose:
-If well inspird, this Battaile shal confound
-Both these brave Knights, and I, a virgin flowre
-Must grow alone unpluck'd.
-
-[Here is heard a sodaine twang of Instruments, and the Rose fals\
- from the Tree (which vanishes under the altar.)]
-
-The flowre is falne, the Tree descends: O, Mistris,
-Thou here dischargest me; I shall be gather'd:
-I thinke so, but I know not thine owne will;
-Vnclaspe thy Misterie.—I hope she's pleas'd,
-Her Signes were gratious.  [They curtsey and Exeunt.]
-
-SCENE 2.  (A darkened Room in the Prison.)
-
-[Enter Doctor, Iaylor and Wooer, in habite of Palamon.]
+As wind-fanned snow, who to thy female knights
+Allow’st no more blood than will make a blush,
+Which is their order’s robe, I here, thy priest,
+Am humbled ’fore thine altar. O, vouchsafe
+With that thy rare green eye, which never yet
+Beheld thing maculate, look on thy virgin;
+And, sacred silver mistress, lend thine ear,
+Which ne’er heard scurrile term, into whose port
+Ne’er entered wanton sound, to my petition,
+Seasoned with holy fear. This is my last
+Of vestal office. I am bride-habited
+But maiden-hearted. A husband I have ’pointed,
+But do not know him. Out of two I should
+Choose one, and pray for his success, but I
+Am guiltless of election. Of mine eyes,
+Were I to lose one, they are equal precious;
+I could doom neither; that which perished should
+Go to ’t unsentenced. Therefore, most modest queen,
+He of the two pretenders that best loves me
+And has the truest title in ’t, let him
+Take off my wheaten garland, or else grant
+The file and quality I hold I may
+Continue in thy band.
+
+[_Here the hind vanishes under the altar, and in the place ascends a
+rose tree, having one rose upon it._]
+
+ See what our general of ebbs and flows
+Out from the bowels of her holy altar
+With sacred act advances: but one rose!
+If well inspired, this battle shall confound
+Both these brave knights, and I, a virgin flower,
+Must grow alone, unplucked.
+
+[_Here is heard a sudden twang of instruments, and the rose falls from
+the tree._]
+
+The flower is fall’n, the tree descends. O mistress,
+Thou here dischargest me. I shall be gathered;
+I think so, but I know not thine own will.
+Unclasp thy mystery!—I hope she’s pleased;
+Her signs were gracious.
+
+[_They curtsy and exeunt._]
+
+SCENE II. Athens. A Room in the Prison
+
+Enter Doctor, Jailer and Wooer in the habit of Palamon.
 
 DOCTOR.
 Has this advice I told you, done any good upon her?
 
 WOOER.
-O very much; The maids that kept her company
-Have halfe perswaded her that I am Palamon;
-Within this halfe houre she came smiling to me,
-And asked me what I would eate, and when I would kisse her:
-I told her presently, and kist her twice.
+O, very much. The maids that kept her company
+Have half persuaded her that I am Palamon;
+Within this half-hour she came smiling to me,
+And asked me what I would eat, and when I would kiss her.
+I told her “Presently,” and kissed her twice.
 
 DOCTOR.
-Twas well done; twentie times had bin far better,
-For there the cure lies mainely.
+’Twas well done. Twenty times had been far better,
+For there the cure lies mainly.
 
 WOOER.
 Then she told me
-She would watch with me to night, for well she knew
-What houre my fit would take me.
+She would watch with me tonight, for well she knew
+What hour my fit would take me.
 
 DOCTOR.
-Let her doe so,
-And when your fit comes, fit her home,
-And presently.
+Let her do so,
+And when your fit comes, fit her home, and presently.
 
 WOOER.
 She would have me sing.
@@ -176802,293 +177062,301 @@ WOOER.
 No.
 
 DOCTOR.
-Twas very ill done, then;
-You should observe her ev'ry way.
+’Twas very ill done, then;
+You should observe her every way.
 
 WOOER.
 Alas,
-I have no voice, Sir, to confirme her that way.
+I have no voice, sir, to confirm her that way.
 
 DOCTOR.
-That's all one, if yee make a noyse;
-If she intreate againe, doe any thing,—
-Lye with her, if she aske you.
+That’s all one, if ye make a noise.
+If she entreat again, do anything.
+Lie with her, if she ask you.
 
-IAILOR.
-Hoa, there, Doctor!
+JAILER.
+Hoa, there, doctor!
 
 DOCTOR.
-Yes, in the waie of cure.
+Yes, in the way of cure.
 
-IAILOR.
+JAILER.
 But first, by your leave,
-I'th way of honestie.
+I’ th’ way of honesty.
 
 DOCTOR.
-That's but a nicenesse,
-Nev'r cast your child away for honestie;
-Cure her first this way, then if shee will be honest,
+That’s but a niceness,
+Ne’er cast your child away for honesty.
+Cure her first this way; then if she will be honest,
 She has the path before her.
 
-IAILOR.
-Thanke yee, Doctor.
+JAILER.
+Thank ye, Doctor.
 
 DOCTOR.
 Pray, bring her in,
-And let's see how shee is.
+And let’s see how she is.
 
-IAILOR.
+JAILER.
 I will, and tell her
-Her Palamon staies for her: But, Doctor,
-Me thinkes you are i'th wrong still.  [Exit Iaylor.]
+Her Palamon stays for her. But, Doctor,
+Methinks you are i’ th’ wrong still.
+
+[_Exit Jailer._]
 
 DOCTOR.
-Goe, goe:
-You Fathers are fine Fooles: her honesty?
-And we should give her physicke till we finde that—
+Go, go;
+You fathers are fine fools. Her honesty?
+An we should give her physic till we find that!
 
 WOOER.
-Why, doe you thinke she is not honest, Sir?
+Why, do you think she is not honest, sir?
 
 DOCTOR.
 How old is she?
 
 WOOER.
-She's eighteene.
+She’s eighteen.
 
 DOCTOR.
 She may be,
-But that's all one; tis nothing to our purpose.
-What ere her Father saies, if you perceave
-Her moode inclining that way that I spoke of,
-Videlicet, the way of flesh—you have me?
+But that’s all one; ’tis nothing to our purpose.
+Whate’er her father says, if you perceive
+Her mood inclining that way that I spoke of,
+_Videlicet_, the way of flesh—you have me?
 
 WOOER.
-Yet, very well, Sir.
+Yes, very well, sir.
 
 DOCTOR.
 Please her appetite,
-And doe it home; it cures her, ipso facto,
-The mellencholly humour that infects her.
+And do it home; it cures her, _ipso facto_,
+The melancholy humour that infects her.
 
 WOOER.
-I am of your minde, Doctor.
+I am of your mind, Doctor.
 
-[Enter Iaylor, Daughter, Maide.]
+Enter Jailer, Jailer’s Daughter and Maid.
 
 DOCTOR.
-You'l finde it so; she comes, pray humour her.
+You’ll find it so. She comes, pray, humour her.
 
-IAILOR.
-Come, your Love Palamon staies for you, childe,
-And has done this long houre, to visite you.
+JAILER.
+Come, your love Palamon stays for you, child,
+And has done this long hour, to visit you.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-I thanke him for his gentle patience;
-He's a kind Gentleman, and I am much bound to him.
-Did you nev'r see the horse he gave me?
+I thank him for his gentle patience;
+He’s a kind gentleman, and I am much bound to him.
+Did you ne’er see the horse he gave me?
 
-IAILOR.
+JAILER.
 Yes.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-How doe you like him?
+How do you like him?
 
-IAILOR.
-He's a very faire one.
+JAILER.
+He’s a very fair one.
 
 DAUGHTER.
 You never saw him dance?
 
-IAILOR.
+JAILER.
 No.
 
 DAUGHTER.
 I have often.
-He daunces very finely, very comely,
-And for a Iigge, come cut and long taile to him,
-He turnes ye like a Top.
+He dances very finely, very comely,
+And for a jig, come cut and long tail to him,
+He turns ye like a top.
 
-IAILOR.
-That's fine, indeede.
+JAILER.
+That’s fine, indeed.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Hee'l dance the Morris twenty mile an houre,
+He’ll dance the morris twenty mile an hour,
 And that will founder the best hobby-horse
-(If I have any skill) in all the parish,
-And gallops to the turne of LIGHT A' LOVE:
-What thinke you of this horse?
+If I have any skill in all the parish,
+And gallops to the tune of “Light o’ love.”
+What think you of this horse?
 
-IAILOR.
-Having these vertues,
-I thinke he might be broght to play at Tennis.
+JAILER.
+Having these virtues,
+I think he might be brought to play at tennis.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Alas, that's nothing.
+Alas, that’s nothing.
 
-IAILOR.
-Can he write and reade too?
+JAILER.
+Can he write and read too?
 
 DAUGHTER.
-A very faire hand, and casts himselfe th'accounts
-Of all his hay and provender: That Hostler
-Must rise betime that cozens him.  You know
-The Chestnut Mare the Duke has?
+A very fair hand, and casts himself th’ accounts
+Of all his hay and provender. That hostler
+Must rise betime that cozens him. You know
+The chestnut mare the Duke has?
 
-IAILOR.
+JAILER.
 Very well.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-She is horribly in love with him, poore beast,
-But he is like his master, coy and scornefull.
+She is horribly in love with him, poor beast;
+But he is like his master, coy and scornful.
 
-IAILOR.
+JAILER.
 What dowry has she?
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Some two hundred Bottles,
-And twenty strike of Oates; but hee'l ne're have her;
-He lispes in's neighing, able to entice
-A Millars Mare: Hee'l be the death of her.
+Some two hundred bottles,
+And twenty strike of oates; but he’ll ne’er have her.
+He lisps in’s neighing, able to entice
+A miller’s mare. He’ll be the death of her.
 
 DOCTOR.
-What stuffe she utters!
+What stuff she utters!
 
-IAILOR.
-Make curtsie; here your love comes.
+JAILER.
+Make curtsy; here your love comes.
+
+Enter Wooer and Doctor come forward.
 
 WOOER.
-Pretty soule,
-How doe ye? that's a fine maide, ther's a curtsie!
+Pretty soul,
+How do ye? That’s a fine maid; there’s a curtsy!
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Yours to command ith way of honestie.
-How far is't now to'th end o'th world, my Masters?
+Yours to command i’ th’ way of honesty.
+How far is’t now to’ th’ end o’ th’ world, my masters?
 
 DOCTOR.
-Why, a daies Iorney, wench.
+Why, a day’s journey, wench.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Will you goe with me?
+Will you go with me?
 
 WOOER.
-What shall we doe there, wench?
+What shall we do there, wench?
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Why, play at stoole ball:
-What is there else to doe?
+Why, play at stool-ball;
+What is there else to do?
 
 WOOER.
 I am content,
-If we shall keepe our wedding there.
+If we shall keep our wedding there.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Tis true:
-For there, I will assure you, we shall finde
-Some blind Priest for the purpose, that will venture
-To marry us, for here they are nice, and foolish;
-Besides, my father must be hang'd to morrow
-And that would be a blot i'th businesse.
+’Tis true,
+For there, I will assure you, we shall find
+Some blind priest for the purpose, that will venture
+To marry us, for here they are nice and foolish.
+Besides, my father must be hanged tomorrow,
+And that would be a blot i’ th’ business.
 Are not you Palamon?
 
 WOOER.
-Doe not you know me?
+Do not you know me?
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Yes, but you care not for me; I have nothing
-But this pore petticoate, and too corse Smockes.
+Yes, but you care not for me. I have nothing
+But this poor petticoat, and two coarse smocks.
 
 WOOER.
-That's all one; I will have you.
+That’s all one; I will have you.
 
 DAUGHTER.
 Will you surely?
 
 WOOER.
-Yes, by this faire hand, will I.
+[_Taking her hand._] Yes, by this fair hand, will I.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Wee'l to bed, then.
+We’ll to bed, then.
 
 WOOER.
-Ev'n when you will.  [Kisses her.]
+E’en when you will.
+
+[_Kisses her._]
 
 DAUGHTER.
-O Sir, you would faine be nibling.
+[_Rubs off the kiss._] O sir, you would fain be nibling.
 
 WOOER.
-Why doe you rub my kisse off?
+Why do you rub my kiss off?
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Tis a sweet one,
+’Tis a sweet one,
 And will perfume me finely against the wedding.
-Is not this your Cosen Arcite?
+Is not this your cousin Arcite?
+
+[_She indicates the Doctor._]
 
 DOCTOR.
-Yes, sweet heart,
-And I am glad my Cosen Palamon
-Has made so faire a choice.
+Yes, sweetheart,
+And I am glad my cousin Palamon
+Has made so fair a choice.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Doe you thinke hee'l have me?
+Do you think he’ll have me?
 
 DOCTOR.
 Yes, without doubt.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-Doe you thinke so too?
+Do you think so too?
 
-IAILOR.
+JAILER.
 Yes.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-We shall have many children:—Lord, how y'ar growne!
-My Palamon, I hope, will grow, too, finely,
-Now he's at liberty: Alas, poore Chicken,
-He was kept downe with hard meate and ill lodging,
-But ile kisse him up againe.
+We shall have many children. [_To Doctor._] Lord, how you’re grown!
+My Palamon, I hope, will grow too, finely,
+Now he’s at liberty. Alas, poor chicken,
+He was kept down with hard meat and ill lodging,
+But I’ll kiss him up again.
 
-[Emter a Messenger.]
+Enter a Messenger.
 
 MESSENGER.
-What doe you here? you'l loose the noblest sight
-That ev'r was seene.
+What do you here? You’ll lose the noblest sight
+That e’er was seen.
 
-IAILOR.
-Are they i'th Field?
+JAILER.
+Are they i’ th’ field?
 
 MESSENGER.
 They are.
-You beare a charge there too.
+You bear a charge there too.
 
-IAILOR.
-Ile away straight.
-I must ev'n leave you here.
+JAILER.
+I’ll away straight.
+I must e’en leave you here.
 
 DOCTOR.
-Nay, wee'l goe with you;
-I will not loose the Fight.
+Nay, we’ll go with you;
+I will not lose the sight.
 
-IAILOR.
+JAILER.
 How did you like her?
 
 DOCTOR.
-Ile warrant you, within these 3. or 4. daies
-Ile make her right againe.  You must not from her,
+I’ll warrant you, within these three or four days
+I’ll make her right again. You must not from her,
 But still preserve her in this way.
 
 WOOER.
 I will.
 
 DOCTOR.
-Lets get her in.
+Let’s get her in.
 
 WOOER.
-Come, sweete, wee'l goe to dinner;
-And then weele play at Cardes.
+Come, sweet, we’ll go to dinner;
+And then we’ll play at cards.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-And shall we kisse too?
+And shall we kiss too?
 
 WOOER.
 A hundred times.
@@ -177097,10 +177365,10 @@ DAUGHTER.
 And twenty.
 
 WOOER.
-I, and twenty.
+Ay, and twenty.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-And then wee'l sleepe together.
+And then we’ll sleep together.
 
 DOCTOR.
 Take her offer.
@@ -177112,503 +177380,558 @@ DAUGHTER.
 But you shall not hurt me.
 
 WOOER.
-I will not, sweete.
+I will not, sweet.
 
 DAUGHTER.
-If you doe, Love, ile cry.  [Florish.  Exeunt]
+If you do, love, I’ll cry.
 
-SCENE 3.  (A Place near the Lists.)
+[_Exeunt._]
+
+SCENE III. A part of the Forest near Athens, and near the Place
+appointed for the Combat
 
-[Enter Theseus, Hipolita, Emilia, Perithous: and some Attendants,
- (T. Tucke: Curtis.)]
+Flourish. Enter Theseus, Hippolyta, Emilia, Pirithous and some
+Attendants.
 
 EMILIA.
-Ile no step further.
+I’ll no step further.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-Will you loose this sight?
+PIRITHOUS.
+Will you lose this sight?
 
 EMILIA.
-I had rather see a wren hawke at a fly
-Then this decision; ev'ry blow that falls
-Threats a brave life, each stroake laments
-The place whereon it fals, and sounds more like
-A Bell then blade: I will stay here;
-It is enough my hearing shall be punishd
-With what shall happen—gainst the which there is
-No deaffing, but to heare—not taint mine eye
-With dread sights, it may shun.
-
-PERITHOUS.
-Sir, my good Lord,
-Your Sister will no further.
+I had rather see a wren hawk at a fly
+Than this decision. Every blow that falls
+Threats a brave life; each stroke laments
+The place whereon it falls, and sounds more like
+A bell than blade. I will stay here.
+It is enough my hearing shall be punished
+With what shall happen, ’gainst the which there is
+No deafing, but to hear; not taint mine eye
+With dread sights it may shun.
+
+PIRITHOUS.
+Sir, my good lord,
+Your sister will no further.
 
 THESEUS.
-Oh, she must.
-She shall see deeds of honour in their kinde,
-Which sometime show well, pencild.  Nature now
-Shall make and act the Story, the beleife
-Both seald with eye and eare; you must be present,
-You are the victours meede, the price, and garlond
-To crowne the Questions title.
+O, she must.
+She shall see deeds of honour in their kind,
+Which sometime show well, penciled. Nature now
+Shall make and act the story, the belief
+Both sealed with eye and ear. You must be present;
+You are the victor’s meed, the price and garland
+To crown the question’s title.
 
 EMILIA.
 Pardon me;
-If I were there, I'ld winke.
+If I were there, I’d wink.
 
 THESEUS.
 You must be there;
-This Tryall is as t'wer i'th night, and you
-The onely star to shine.
+This trial is as ’twere i’ th’ night, and you
+The only star to shine.
 
 EMILIA.
-I am extinct;
-There is but envy in that light, which showes
-The one the other: darkenes, which ever was
-The dam of horrour, who do's stand accurst
-Of many mortall Millions, may even now,
-By casting her blacke mantle over both,
-That neither coulde finde other, get her selfe
-Some part of a good name, and many a murther
-Set off wherto she's guilty.
-
-HIPPOLITA.
-You must goe.
+I am extinct.
+There is but envy in that light which shows
+The one the other. Darkness, which ever was
+The dam of horror, who does stand accursed
+Of many mortal millions, may even now,
+By casting her black mantle over both,
+That neither could find other, get herself
+Some part of a good name, and many a murder
+Set off whereto she’s guilty.
+
+HIPPOLYTA.
+You must go.
 
 EMILIA.
 In faith, I will not.
 
 THESEUS.
 Why, the knights must kindle
-Their valour at your eye: know, of this war
-You are the Treasure, and must needes be by
-To give the Service pay.
+Their valour at your eye. Know, of this war
+You are the treasure, and must needs be by
+To give the service pay.
 
 EMILIA.
 Sir, pardon me;
-The tytle of a kingdome may be tride
-Out of it selfe.
+The title of a kingdom may be tried
+Out of itself.
 
 THESEUS.
-Well, well, then, at your pleasure;
-Those that remaine with you could wish their office
-To any of their Enemies.
+Well, well, then, at your pleasure.
+Those that remain with you could wish their office
+To any of their enemies.
 
-HIPPOLITA.
-Farewell, Sister;
-I am like to know your husband fore yourselfe
-By some small start of time: he whom the gods
-Doe of the two know best, I pray them he
-Be made your Lot.
+HIPPOLYTA.
+Farewell, sister.
+I am like to know your husband ’fore yourself
+By some small start of time. He whom the gods
+Do of the two know best, I pray them he
+Be made your lot.
 
-[Exeunt Theseus, Hipolita, Perithous, &c.]
+[_Exeunt all but Emilia._]
 
 EMILIA.
-Arcite is gently visagd; yet his eye
-Is like an Engyn bent, or a sharpe weapon
+Arcite is gently visaged, yet his eye
+Is like an engine bent, or a sharp weapon
 In a soft sheath; mercy and manly courage
-Are bedfellowes in his visage.  Palamon
-Has a most menacing aspect: his brow
-Is grav'd, and seemes to bury what it frownes on;
-Yet sometime tis not so, but alters to
-The quallity of his thoughts; long time his eye
-Will dwell upon his object.  Mellencholly
-Becomes him nobly; So do's Arcites mirth,
-But Palamons sadnes is a kinde of mirth,
-So mingled, as if mirth did make him sad,
-And sadnes, merry; those darker humours that
-Sticke misbecomingly on others, on them
-Live in faire dwelling.  [Cornets.  Trompets sound as to a
-charge.]
-Harke, how yon spurs to spirit doe incite
-The Princes to their proofe! Arcite may win me,
+Are bedfellows in his visage. Palamon
+Has a most menacing aspect; his brow
+Is graved, and seems to bury what it frowns on;
+Yet sometimes ’tis not so, but alters to
+The quality of his thoughts. Long time his eye
+Will dwell upon his object. Melancholy
+Becomes him nobly; so does Arcite’s mirth;
+But Palamon’s sadness is a kind of mirth,
+So mingled as if mirth did make him sad
+And sadness merry. Those darker humours that
+Stick misbecomingly on others, on them
+Live in fair dwelling.
+
+[_Cornets. Trompets sound as to a charge._]
+
+Hark how yon spurs to spirit do incite
+The princes to their proof! Arcite may win me
 And yet may Palamon wound Arcite to
-The spoyling of his figure.  O, what pitty
-Enough for such a chance; if I were by,
-I might doe hurt, for they would glance their eies
-Toward my Seat, and in that motion might
-Omit a ward, or forfeit an offence
-Which crav'd that very time: it is much better
-I am not there; oh better never borne
-Then minister to such harme.  [Cornets.  A great cry and noice within,
- crying 'a Palamon'.]  What is the chance?
-
-[Enter Servant.]
+The spoiling of his figure. O, what pity
+Enough for such a chance? If I were by,
+I might do hurt, for they would glance their eyes
+Towards my seat, and in that motion might
+Omit a ward or forfeit an offence
+Which craved that very time. It is much better
+I am not there.
+
+[_Cornets. A great cry and noise within crying “À Palamon!”_]
+
+Oh better never born
+Then minister to such harm.
+
+Enter Servant.
+
+What is the chance?
 
 SERVANT.
-The Crie's 'a Palamon'.
+The cry’s “À Palamon.”
 
 EMILIA.
-Then he has won!  Twas ever likely;
-He lookd all grace and successe, and he is
-Doubtlesse the prim'st of men: I pre'thee, run
-And tell me how it goes.  [Showt, and Cornets: Crying, 'a
-Palamon.']
+Then he has won. ’Twas ever likely.
+He looked all grace and success, and he is
+Doubtless the prim’st of men. I prithee run
+And tell me how it goes.
+
+[_Shout and cornets, crying “À Palamon!”_]
 
 SERVANT.
-Still Palamon.
+Still “Palamon.”
 
 EMILIA.
-Run and enquire.  Poore Servant, thou hast lost;
-Vpon my right side still I wore thy picture,
-Palamons on the left: why so, I know not;
-I had no end in't else, chance would have it so.
-On the sinister side the heart lyes; Palamon
-Had the best boding chance.  [Another cry, and showt within, and
- Cornets.]  This burst of clamour
-Is sure th'end o'th Combat.
+Run and enquire.
+
+[_Exit Servant._]
+
+Poor servant, thou hast lost.
+Upon my right side still I wore thy picture,
+Palamon’s on the left. Why so, I know not.
+I had no end in ’t else; chance would have it so.
+On the sinister side the heart lies; Palamon
+Had the best-boding chance.
+
+[_Another cry and shout within, and cornets._]
 
-[Enter Servant.]
+This burst of clamour
+Is sure th’ end o’ th’ combat.
+
+Enter Servant.
 
 SERVANT.
-They saide that Palamon had Arcites body
-Within an inch o'th Pyramid, that the cry
-Was generall 'a Palamon': But, anon,
-Th'Assistants made a brave redemption, and
-The two bold Tytlers, at this instant are
+They said that Palamon had Arcite’s body
+Within an inch o’ th’ pyramid, that the cry
+Was general “À Palamon.” But anon,
+Th’ assistants made a brave redemption, and
+The two bold titlers at this instant are
 Hand to hand at it.
 
 EMILIA.
-Were they metamorphisd
-Both into one! oh why? there were no woman
-Worth so composd a Man: their single share,
-Their noblenes peculier to them, gives
-The prejudice of disparity, values shortnes,  [Cornets.  Cry within,
- Arcite, Arcite.]
-To any Lady breathing—More exulting?
-Palamon still?
+Were they metamorphosed
+Both into one—O, why? There were no woman
+Worth so composed a man! Their single share,
+Their nobleness peculiar to them, gives
+The prejudice of disparity, value’s shortness,
+To any lady breathing.
+
+[_Cornets. Cry within, “Arcite, Arcite.”_]
+
+More exulting?
+“Palamon” still?
 
 SERVANT.
-Nay, now the sound is Arcite.
+Nay, now the sound is “Arcite.”
 
 EMILIA.
-I pre'thee, lay attention to the Cry,  [Cornets.  A great showt and
-cry, 'Arcite, victory!'] Set both thine eares to'th busines.
+I prithee, lay attention to the cry;
+Set both thine ears to th’ business.
+
+[_Cornets. A great shout and cry “Arcite, victory!”_]
+
 
 SERVANT.
 The cry is
-'Arcite', and 'victory', harke: 'Arcite, victory!'
-The Combats consummation is proclaim'd
-By the wind Instruments.
+“Arcite”, and “Victory!” Hark, “Arcite, victory!”
+The combat’s consummation is proclaimed
+By the wind instruments.
 
 EMILIA.
-Halfe sights saw
-That Arcite was no babe; god's lyd, his richnes
-And costlines of spirit look't through him, it could
-No more be hid in him then fire in flax,
-Then humble banckes can goe to law with waters,
-That drift windes force to raging: I did thinke
-Good Palamon would miscarry; yet I knew not
-Why I did thinke so; Our reasons are not prophets,
-When oft our fancies are.  They are comming off:
-Alas, poore Palamon!  [Cornets.]
-
-[Enter Theseus, Hipolita, Pirithous, Arcite as victor, and
- attendants, &c.]
+Half-sights saw
+That Arcite was no babe. God’s lid, his richness
+And costliness of spirit looked through him; it could
+No more be hid in him than fire in flax,
+Than humble banks can go to law with waters
+That drift-winds force to raging. I did think
+Good Palamon would miscarry, yet I knew not
+Why I did think so. Our reasons are not prophets
+When oft our fancies are. They are coming off.
+Alas, poor Palamon!
+
+Cornets. Enter Theseus, Hippolyta, Pirithous, Arcite as victor, and
+Attendants.
 
 THESEUS.
-Lo, where our Sister is in expectation,
-Yet quaking, and unsetled.—Fairest Emily,
+Lo, where our sister is in expectation,
+Yet quaking and unsettled.—Fairest Emily,
 The gods by their divine arbitrament
-Have given you this Knight; he is a good one
-As ever strooke at head.  Give me your hands;
+Have given you this knight; he is a good one
+As ever struck at head. Give me your hands.
 Receive you her, you him; be plighted with
-A love that growes, as you decay.
+A love that grows as you decay.
 
 ARCITE.
 Emily,
-To buy you, I have lost what's deerest to me,
-Save what is bought, and yet I purchase cheapely,
-As I doe rate your value.
+To buy you, I have lost what’s dearest to me,
+Save what is bought; and yet I purchase cheaply,
+As I do rate your value.
 
 THESEUS.
-O loved Sister,
-He speakes now of as brave a Knight as ere
-Did spur a noble Steed: Surely, the gods
-Would have him die a Batchelour, least his race
-Should shew i'th world too godlike: His behaviour
-So charmed me, that me thought Alcides was
-To him a sow of lead: if I could praise
-Each part of him to'th all I have spoke, your Arcite
-Did not loose by't; For he that was thus good
-Encountred yet his Better.  I have heard
-Two emulous Philomels beate the eare o'th night
-With their contentious throates, now one the higher,
-Anon the other, then againe the first,
-And by and by out breasted, that the sence
-Could not be judge betweene 'em: So it far'd
-Good space betweene these kinesmen; till heavens did
-Make hardly one the winner.  Weare the Girlond
-With joy that you have won: For the subdude,
-Give them our present Iustice, since I know
-Their lives but pinch 'em; Let it here be done.
-The Sceane's not for our seeing, goe we hence,
-Right joyfull, with some sorrow.—Arme your prize,
-I know you will not loose her.—Hipolita,
-I see one eye of yours conceives a teare
-The which it will deliver.  [Florish.]
+O loved sister,
+He speaks now of as brave a knight as e’er
+Did spur a noble steed. Surely the gods
+Would have him die a bachelor, lest his race
+Should show i’ th’ world too godlike. His behaviour
+So charmed me that methought Alcides was
+To him a sow of lead. If I could praise
+Each part of him to th’ all I have spoke, your Arcite
+Did not lose by ’t, for he that was thus good
+Encountered yet his better. I have heard
+Two emulous Philomels beat the ear o’ th’ night
+With their contentious throats, now one the higher,
+Anon the other, then again the first,
+And by-and-by out-breasted, that the sense
+Could not be judge between ’em. So it fared
+Good space between these kinsmen, till heavens did
+Make hardly one the winner.—Wear the garland
+With joy that you have won.—For the subdued,
+Give them our present justice, since I know
+Their lives but pinch ’em. Let it here be done.
+The scene’s not for our seeing. Go we hence
+Right joyful, with some sorrow.—Arm your prize;
+I know you will not lose her.—Hippolyta,
+I see one eye of yours conceives a tear,
+The which it will deliver.
+
+[_Flourish._]
 
 EMILIA.
-Is this wynning?
-Oh all you heavenly powers, where is your mercy?
-But that your wils have saide it must be so,
+Is this winning?
+O all you heavenly powers, where is your mercy?
+But that your wills have said it must be so,
 And charge me live to comfort this unfriended,
-This miserable Prince, that cuts away
-A life more worthy from him then all women,
-I should, and would, die too.
+This miserable prince, that cuts away
+A life more worthy from him than all women,
+I should and would die too.
 
-HIPPOLITA.
-Infinite pitty,
-That fowre such eies should be so fixd on one
-That two must needes be blinde fort.
+HIPPOLYTA.
+Infinite pity
+That four such eyes should be so fixed on one
+That two must needs be blind for ’t.
 
 THESEUS.
-So it is.  [Exeunt.]
+So it is.
+
+[_Exeunt._]
 
-SCENE 4.  (The same; a Block prepared.)
+SCENE IV. The same; a Block prepared
 
-[Enter Palamon and his Knightes pyniond: Iaylor, Executioner, &c.
-Gard.]
+Enter Palamon and his Knights pinioned; Jailer, Executioner and Guard.
 
-(PALAMON.)
-Ther's many a man alive that hath out liv'd
-The love o'th people; yea, i'th selfesame state
-Stands many a Father with his childe; some comfort
-We have by so considering: we expire
-And not without mens pitty.  To live still,
+PALAMON.
+There’s many a man alive that hath outlived
+The love o’ th’ people; yea, i’ th’ selfsame state
+Stands many a father with his child. Some comfort
+We have by so considering. We expire,
+And not without men’s pity; to live still,
 Have their good wishes; we prevent
 The loathsome misery of age, beguile
-The Gowt and Rheume, that in lag howres attend
-For grey approachers; we come towards the gods
-Yong and unwapper'd, not halting under Crymes
-Many and stale: that sure shall please the gods,
-Sooner than such, to give us Nectar with 'em,
-For we are more cleare Spirits.  My deare kinesmen,
-Whose lives (for this poore comfort) are laid downe,
-You have sould 'em too too cheape.
-
-1. KNIGHT.
+The gout and rheum that in lag hours attend
+For gray approachers; we come towards the gods
+Young and unwappered, not halting under crimes
+Many and stale. That sure shall please the gods
+Sooner than such, to give us nectar with ’em,
+For we are more clear spirits. My dear kinsmen,
+Whose lives for this poor comfort are laid down,
+You have sold ’em too too cheap.
+
+FIRST KNIGHT.
 What ending could be
-Of more content? ore us the victors have
+Of more content? O’er us the victors have
 Fortune, whose title is as momentary,
-As to us death is certaine: A graine of honour
-They not ore'-weigh us.
+As to us death is certain. A grain of honour
+They not o’erweigh us.
 
-2. KNIGHT.
+SECOND KNIGHT.
 Let us bid farewell;
-And with our patience anger tottring Fortune,
-Who at her certain'st reeles.
+And with our patience anger tottering Fortune,
+Who at her certain’st reels.
 
-3. KNIGHT.
+THIRD KNIGHT.
 Come; who begins?
 
 PALAMON.
-Ev'n he that led you to this Banket shall
-Taste to you all.—Ah ha, my Friend, my Friend,
-Your gentle daughter gave me freedome once;
-You'l see't done now for ever: pray, how do'es she?
+E’en he that led you to this banquet shall
+Taste to you all.—Ah ha, my friend, my friend,
+Your gentle daughter gave me freedom once;
+You’ll see ’t done now for ever. Pray, how does she?
 I heard she was not well; her kind of ill
 Gave me some sorrow.
 
-IAILOR.
-Sir, she's well restor'd,
-And to be marryed shortly.
+JAILER.
+Sir, she’s well restored,
+And to be married shortly.
 
 PALAMON.
 By my short life,
-I am most glad on't; Tis the latest thing
-I shall be glad of; pre'thee tell her so:
-Commend me to her, and to peece her portion,
-Tender her this.  [Gives purse.]
+I am most glad on’t. ’Tis the latest thing
+I shall be glad of; prithee, tell her so.
+Commend me to her, and, to piece her portion,
+Tender her this.
+
+[_Gives him his purse._]
 
-1. KNIGHT.
-Nay lets be offerers all.
+FIRST KNIGHT.
+Nay let’s be offerers all.
 
-2. KNIGHT.
-Is it a maide?
+SECOND KNIGHT.
+Is it a maid?
 
 PALAMON.
-Verily, I thinke so,
+Verily, I think so.
 A right good creature, more to me deserving
-Then I can quight or speake of.
+Then I can ’quite or speak of.
 
 ALL KNIGHTS.
-Commend us to her.  [They give their purses.]
+Commend us to her.
 
-IAILOR.
-The gods requight you all,
-And make her thankefull.
+[_They give their purses._]
+
+JAILER.
+The gods requite you all, and make her thankful.
 
 PALAMON.
-Adiew; and let my life be now as short,
-As my leave taking.  [Lies on the Blocke.]
+Adieu; and let my life be now as short
+As my leave-taking.
 
-1. KNIGHT.
-Leade, couragious Cosin.
+[_Lays his head on the block._]
 
-2. KNIGHT.
-Wee'l follow cheerefully.  [A great noise within crying, 'run, save,
-hold!']
+FIRST KNIGHT.
+Lead, courageous cousin.
 
-[Enter in hast a Messenger.]
+SECOND AND THIRD KNIGHT.
+We’ll follow cheerfully.
+
+[_A great noise within crying “Run!” “Save!” “Hold!”_]
+
+Enter in haste a Messenger.
 
 MESSENGER.
-Hold, hold!  O hold, hold, hold!
+Hold, hold! O hold, hold, hold!
 
-[Enter Pirithous in haste.]
+Enter Pirithous in haste.
 
-PERITHOUS.
-Hold! hoa!  It is a cursed hast you made,
-If you have done so quickly.  Noble Palamon,
-The gods will shew their glory in a life,
-That thou art yet to leade.
+PIRITHOUS.
+Hold, ho! It is a cursed haste you made
+If you have done so quickly!—Noble Palamon,
+The gods will show their glory in a life
+That thou art yet to lead.
 
 PALAMON.
 Can that be,
-When Venus, I have said, is false?  How doe things fare?
+When Venus, I have said, is false? How do things fare?
 
-PERITHOUS.
-Arise, great Sir, and give the tydings eare
+PIRITHOUS.
+Arise, great sir, and give the tidings ear
 That are most dearly sweet and bitter.
 
 PALAMON.
 What
-Hath wakt us from our dreame?
+Hath waked us from our dream?
 
-PERITHOUS.
-List then: your Cosen,
-Mounted upon a Steed that Emily
-Did first bestow on him, a blacke one, owing
-Not a hayre worth of white—which some will say
+PIRITHOUS.
+List, then. Your cousin,
+Mounted upon a steed that Emily
+Did first bestow on him, a black one, owing
+Not a hair-worth of white, which some will say
 Weakens his price, and many will not buy
-His goodnesse with this note: Which superstition
-Heere findes allowance—On this horse is Arcite
-Trotting the stones of Athens, which the Calkins
-Did rather tell then trample; for the horse
-Would make his length a mile, if't pleas'd his Rider
-To put pride in him: as he thus went counting
-The flinty pavement, dancing, as t'wer, to'th Musicke
-His owne hoofes made; (for as they say from iron
-Came Musickes origen) what envious Flint,
-Cold as old Saturne, and like him possest
-With fire malevolent, darted a Sparke,
-Or what feirce sulphur else, to this end made,
-I comment not;—the hot horse, hot as fire,
-Tooke Toy at this, and fell to what disorder
+His goodness with this note, which superstition
+Here finds allowance—on this horse is Arcite
+Trotting the stones of Athens, which the calkins
+Did rather tell than trample; for the horse
+Would make his length a mile, if ’t pleased his rider
+To put pride in him. As he thus went counting
+The flinty pavement, dancing, as ’twere, to th’ music
+His own hooves made—for, as they say, from iron
+Came music’s origin—what envious flint,
+Cold as old Saturn, and like him possessed
+With fire malevolent, darted a spark,
+Or what fierce sulphur else, to this end made,
+I comment not; the hot horse, hot as fire,
+Took toy at this and fell to what disorder
 His power could give his will; bounds, comes on end,
-Forgets schoole dooing, being therein traind,
-And of kind mannadge; pig-like he whines
-At the sharpe Rowell, which he freats at rather
-Then any jot obaies; seekes all foule meanes
-Of boystrous and rough Iadrie, to dis-seate
-His Lord, that kept it bravely: when nought serv'd,
-When neither Curb would cracke, girth breake nor diffring plunges
-Dis-roote his Rider whence he grew, but that
-He kept him tweene his legges, on his hind hoofes on end he stands,
-That Arcites leggs, being higher then his head,
-Seem'd with strange art to hand: His victors wreath
-Even then fell off his head: and presently
-Backeward the Iade comes ore, and his full poyze
-Becomes the Riders loade: yet is he living,
-But such a vessell tis, that floates but for
-The surge that next approaches: he much desires
-To have some speech with you: Loe he appeares.
-
-[Enter Theseus, Hipolita, Emilia, Arcite in a chaire.]
+Forgets school-doing, being therein trained
+And of kind manage. Pig-like he whines
+At the sharp rowel, which he frets at rather
+Than any jot obeys; seeks all foul means
+Of boist’rous and rough jad’ry to disseat
+His lord that kept it bravely. When naught served,
+When neither curb would crack, girth break, nor diff’ring plunges
+Disroot his rider whence he grew, but that
+He kept him ’tween his legs, on his hind hoofs
+On end he stands
+That Arcite’s legs, being higher than his head,
+Seemed with strange art to hang. His victor’s wreath
+Even then fell off his head and presently
+Backward the jade comes o’er, and his full poise
+Becomes the rider’s load. Yet is he living,
+But such a vessel ’tis that floats but for
+The surge that next approaches. He much desires
+To have some speech with you. Lo, he appears.
+
+Enter Theseus, Hippolyta, Emilia, Arcite in a chair.
 
 PALAMON.
 O miserable end of our alliance!
-The gods are mightie, Arcite: if thy heart,
-Thy worthie, manly heart, be yet unbroken,
-Give me thy last words; I am Palamon,
+The gods are mighty. Arcite, if thy heart,
+Thy worthy, manly heart, be yet unbroken,
+Give me thy last words. I am Palamon,
 One that yet loves thee dying.
 
 ARCITE.
 Take Emilia
-And with her all the worlds joy: Reach thy hand:
-Farewell: I have told my last houre.  I was false,
-Yet never treacherous: Forgive me, Cosen:—
-One kisse from faire Emilia: Tis done:
-Take her: I die.
+And with her all the world’s joy. Reach thy hand;
+Farewell. I have told my last hour. I was false,
+Yet never treacherous. Forgive me, cousin.
+One kiss from fair Emilia.
+
+[_Emilia kisses Arcite._]
+
+’Tis done.
+Take her. I die.
 
 PALAMON.
-Thy brave soule seeke Elizium.
+Thy brave soul seek Elysium!
+
+[_Arcite dies._]
 
 EMILIA.
-Ile close thine eyes, Prince; blessed soules be with thee!
-Thou art a right good man, and while I live,
-This day I give to teares.
+I’ll close thine eyes, Prince; blessed souls be with thee!
+Thou art a right good man, and, while I live,
+This day I give to tears.
 
 PALAMON.
 And I to honour.
 
 THESEUS.
-In this place first you fought: ev'n very here
-I sundred you: acknowledge to the gods
-Our thankes that you are living.
-His part is playd, and though it were too short,
-He did it well: your day is lengthned, and
-The blissefull dew of heaven do's arowze you.
-The powerfull Venus well hath grac'd her Altar,
-And given you your love: Our Master Mars
-Hath vouch'd his Oracle, and to Arcite gave
-The grace of the Contention: So the Deities
-Have shewd due justice: Beare this hence.
+In this place first you fought; e’en very here
+I sundered you. Acknowledge to the gods
+Our thanks that you are living.
+His part is played, and, though it were too short,
+He did it well; your day is lengthened, and
+The blissful dew of heaven does arrouse you.
+The powerful Venus well hath graced her altar,
+And given you your love. Our master Mars,
+Hath vouched his oracle, and to Arcite gave
+The grace of the contention. So the deities
+Have showed due justice.—Bear this hence.
 
 PALAMON.
-O Cosen,
-That we should things desire, which doe cost us
-The losse of our desire!  That nought could buy
-Deare love, but losse of deare love!
+O cousin,
+That we should things desire, which do cost us
+The loss of our desire! That naught could buy
+Dear love, but loss of dear love!
+
+[_Arcite’s body is carried out._]
 
 THESEUS.
 Never Fortune
-Did play a subtler Game: The conquerd triumphes,
-The victor has the Losse: yet in the passage
-The gods have beene most equall: Palamon,
-Your kinseman hath confest the right o'th Lady
-Did lye in you, for you first saw her, and
-Even then proclaimd your fancie: He restord her
-As your stolne Iewell, and desir'd your spirit
-To send him hence forgiven; The gods my justice
-Take from my hand, and they themselves become
-The Executioners: Leade your Lady off;
-And call your Lovers from the stage of death,
-Whom I adopt my Frinds.  A day or two
-Let us looke sadly, and give grace unto
-The Funerall of Arcite; in whose end
-The visages of Bridegroomes weele put on
-And smile with Palamon; for whom an houre,
-But one houre, since, I was as dearely sorry,
-As glad of Arcite: and am now as glad,
-As for him sorry.  O you heavenly Charmers,
-What things you make of us!  For what we lacke
-We laugh, for what we have, are sorry: still
-Are children in some kind.  Let us be thankefull
+Did play a subtler game. The conquered triumphs;
+The victor has the loss; yet in the passage
+The gods have been most equal. Palamon,
+Your kinsman hath confessed the right o’ th’ lady
+Did lie in you, for you first saw her and
+Even then proclaimed your fancy. He restored her
+As your stol’n jewel and desired your spirit
+To send him hence forgiven. The gods my justice
+Take from my hand and they themselves become
+The executioners. Lead your lady off
+And call your lovers from the stage of death,
+Whom I adopt my friends. A day or two
+Let us look sadly, and give grace unto
+The funeral of Arcite, in whose end
+The visages of bridegrooms we’ll put on
+And smile with Palamon; for whom an hour,
+But one hour since, I was as dearly sorry
+As glad of Arcite, and am now as glad
+As for him sorry. O you heavenly charmers,
+What things you make of us! For what we lack
+We laugh, for what we have are sorry, still
+Are children in some kind. Let us be thankful
 For that which is, and with you leave dispute
-That are above our question.  Let's goe off,
-And beare us like the time.  [Florish.  Exeunt.]
+That are above our question. Let’s go off
+And bear us like the time.
+
+[_Flourish. Exeunt._]
+
+
+
 
 EPILOGUE
 
-I would now aske ye how ye like the Play,
-But, as it is with Schoole Boyes, cannot say,
-I am cruell fearefull: pray, yet stay a while,
-And let me looke upon ye: No man smile?
-Then it goes hard, I see; He that has
-Lov'd a yong hansome wench, then, show his face—
-Tis strange if none be heere—and if he will
-Against his Conscience, let him hisse, and kill
-Our Market: Tis in vaine, I see, to stay yee;
-Have at the worst can come, then!  Now what say ye?
+
+Enter Epilogue.
+
+EPILOGUE
+ I would now ask ye how you like the play,
+But, as it is with schoolboys, cannot say.
+I am cruel fearful! Pray yet, stay a while,
+And let me look upon ye. No man smile?
+Then it goes hard, I see. He that has
+Loved a young handsome wench, then, show his face—
+’Tis strange if none be here—and, if he will,
+Against his conscience let him hiss, and kill
+Our market. ’Tis in vain, I see, to stay ye.
+Have at the worst can come, then! Now what say ye?
 And yet mistake me not: I am not bold;
-We have no such cause.  If the tale we have told
-(For tis no other) any way content ye
-(For to that honest purpose it was ment ye)
-We have our end; and ye shall have ere long,
+We have no such cause. If the tale we have told
+For ’tis no other—any way content ye—
+For to that honest purpose it was meant ye—
+We have our end; and you shall have ere long,
 I dare say, many a better, to prolong
-Your old loves to us: we, and all our might
-Rest at your service.  Gentlemen, good night.  [Florish.]
+Your old loves to us. We, and all our might,
+Rest at your service. Gentlemen, good night.
+
+[_Flourish. Exit._]
+
+FINIS
 
 
 
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 <div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Title: The Complete Works of William Shakespeare</div>
 <div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Author: William Shakespeare</div>
 <div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Release Date: January 1994 [eBook #100]<br />
-[Most recently updated: June 3, 2023]</div>
+[Most recently updated: June 18, 2023]</div>
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 <div style='margin-top:2em; margin-bottom:4em'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE COMPLETE WORKS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE ***</div>
 
@@ -217916,5671 +217916,7567 @@ Another part of the forest</h4>
 
 <h2><a name="chap38"></a>THE TWO NOBLE KINSMEN</h2>
 
-<p>Presented at the Blackfriers
-by the Kings Maiesties servants,
-with great applause:</p>
-
-<p>Written by the memorable Worthies of their time;</p>
-
-<p>Mr John Fletcher, Gent., and<br/>
-Mr William Shakspeare, Gent.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>Printed at London by Tho. Cotes, for John Waterson:
-and are to be sold at the signe of the Crowne
-in Pauls Church-yard. 1634.</p>
-
-<p>(The Persons represented in the Play.</p>
-
-<p>Hymen,<br/>
-Theseus,<br/>
-Hippolita, Bride to Theseus<br/>
-Emelia, Sister to Theseus<br/>
-[Emelia's Woman],<br/>
-Nymphs,<br/>
-Three Queens,<br/>
-Three valiant Knights,<br/>
-Palamon, and<br/>
-Arcite, The two Noble Kinsmen, in love with fair Emelia<br/>
-[Valerius],<br/>
-Perithous,<br/>
-[A Herald],<br/>
-[A Gentleman],<br/>
-[A Messenger],<br/>
-[A Servant],<br/>
-[Wooer],<br/>
-[Keeper],<br/>
-Jaylor,<br/>
-His Daughter, in love with Palamon<br/>
-[His brother],<br/>
-[A Doctor],<br/>
-[4] Countreymen,<br/>
-[2 Friends of the Jaylor],<br/>
-[3 Knights],<br/>
-[Nel, and other]<br/>
-Wenches,<br/>
-A Taborer,<br/>
-Gerrold, A Schoolmaster.)<br/>
-</p>
-
-<h4>PROLOGUE.</h4>
-
-<p>[Florish.]</p>
-
-<p>New Playes, and Maydenheads, are neare a kin,<br/>
-Much follow'd both, for both much mony g'yn,<br/>
-If they stand sound, and well: And a good Play<br/>
-(Whose modest Sceanes blush on his marriage day,<br/>
-And shake to loose his honour) is like hir<br/>
-That after holy Tye and first nights stir<br/>
-Yet still is Modestie, and still retaines<br/>
-More of the maid to sight, than Husbands paines;<br/>
-We pray our Play may be so; For I am sure<br/>
-It has a noble Breeder, and a pure,<br/>
-A learned, and a Poet never went<br/>
-More famous yet twixt Po and silver Trent:<br/>
-Chaucer (of all admir'd) the Story gives,<br/>
-There constant to Eternity it lives.<br/>
-If we let fall the Noblenesse of this,<br/>
-And the first sound this child heare, be a hisse,<br/>
-How will it shake the bones of that good man,<br/>
-And make him cry from under ground, 'O fan<br/>
-From me the witles chaffe of such a wrighter<br/>
-That blastes my Bayes, and my fam'd workes makes lighter<br/>
-Then Robin Hood!'  This is the feare we bring;<br/>
-For to say Truth, it were an endlesse thing,<br/>
+</div><!--end chapter-->
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2>Contents</h2>
+
+<table summary="" style="">
+
+<tr>
+<td> ACT I</td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneI_38.0">PROLOGUE</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneI_38.1">Scene I. Athens. Before a temple</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneI_38.2">Scene II. Thebes. The Court of the Palace</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneI_38.3">Scene III. Before the gates of Athens</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneI_38.4">Scene IV. A field before Thebes.</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneI_38.5">Scene V. Another part of the same, more remote from Thebes</a><br/><br/></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> ACT II</td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneII_38.1">Scene I. Athens. A garden, with a castle in the background</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneII_38.2">Scene II. The prison</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneII_38.3">Scene III. The country near Athens</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneII_38.4">Scene IV. Athens. A room in the prison</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneII_38.5">Scene V. An open place in Athens</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneII_38.6">Scene VI. Athens. Before the prison</a><br/><br/></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> ACT III</td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneIII_38.1">Scene I. A forest near Athens</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneIII_38.2">Scene II. Another Part of the forest</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneIII_38.3">Scene III. The same part of the forest as in scene I.</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneIII_38.4">Scene IV. Another part of the forest</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneIII_38.5">Scene V. Another part of the forest</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneIII_38.6">Scene VI. The same part of the forest as in scene III.</a><br/><br/></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> ACT IV</td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneIV_38.1">Scene I. Athens. A room in the prison</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneIV_38.2">Scene II. A Room in the Palace</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneIV_38.3">Scene III. A room in the prison</a><br/><br/></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> ACT V</td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneV_38.1">Scene I. Athens. Before the Temples of Mars, Venus, and Diana</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneV_38.2">Scene II. Athens. A Room in the Prison</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneV_38.3">Scene III. A part of the Forest near Athens, and near the Place appointed for the Combat</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneV_38.4">Scene IV. The same; a Block prepared</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+<tr>
+<td> <a href="#sceneV_38.5">EPILOGUE</a></td>
+</tr>
+
+</table>
+
+<h3>Dramatis Personæ</h3>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PROLOGUE
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE, the two noble kinsmen, cousins,<br/>
+PALAMON, nephews of Creon, King of Thebes
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS, Duke of Athens<br/>
+HIPPOLYTA, Queen of the Amazons, later Duchess of Athens<br/>
+EMELIA, Sister of Hippolyta<br/>
+PIRITHOUS, friend to Theseus
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Three QUEENS, widows of the kings killed in laying siege to Thebes
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+The JAILER of Theseus’s prison<br/>
+His DAUGHTER, in love with Palamon<br/>
+His BROTHER,<br/>
+The WOOER of the Jailer’s daughter<br/>
+Two FRIENDS of the Jailer,<br/>
+A DOCTOR<br/>
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARTESIUS, an Athenian soldier<br/>
+VALERIUS, a Theban<br/>
+WOMAN, attending on Emilia<br/>
+An Athenian GENTLEMAN<br/>
+Six KNIGHTS, three accompanying Arcite, three Palamon<br/>
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Six COUNTRYMEN, one dressed as a Bavian or baboon<br/>
+Gerald, a SCHOOLMASTER<br/>
+NEL, a countrywoman<br/>
+A TABORER<br/>
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+A singing BOY<br/>
+A HERALD<br/>
+A MESSENGER<br/>
+A SERVANT<br/>
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+EPILOGUE
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Hymen (god of weddings), lords, soldiers, four countrywomen (Fritz, Maudlin,
+Luce, and Barbary), nymphs, attendants, maids, executioner, guard
+</p>
+
+<h3><b>SCENE: Athens and the Neighbourhood, except in part of the first Act,
+where it is Thebes and the Neighbourhood</b></h3>
+
+</div><!--end chapter-->
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2><a name="sceneI_38.0"></a><b>PROLOGUE</b></h2>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Flourish. Enter <span class="charname">Prologue</span>.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PROLOGUE.<br/>
+New plays and maidenheads are near akin:<br/>
+Much followed both, for both much money gi’en,<br/>
+If they stand sound and well. And a good play,<br/>
+Whose modest scenes blush on his marriage day<br/>
+And shake to lose his honour, is like her<br/>
+That after holy tie and first night’s stir<br/>
+Yet still is Modesty, and still retains<br/>
+More of the maid, to sight, than husband’s pains.<br/>
+We pray our play may be so, for I am sure<br/>
+It has a noble breeder and a pure,<br/>
+A learned, and a poet never went<br/>
+More famous yet ’twixt Po and silver Trent.<br/>
+Chaucer, of all admired, the story gives;<br/>
+There, constant to eternity, it lives.<br/>
+If we let fall the nobleness of this,<br/>
+And the first sound this child hear be a hiss,<br/>
+How will it shake the bones of that good man<br/>
+And make him cry from underground, “O, fan<br/>
+From me the witless chaff of such a writer<br/>
+That blasts my bays and my famed works makes lighter<br/>
+Than Robin Hood!” This is the fear we bring;<br/>
+For, to say truth, it were an endless thing<br/>
 And too ambitious, to aspire to him,<br/>
-Weake as we are, and almost breathlesse swim<br/>
-In this deepe water.  Do but you hold out<br/>
-Your helping hands, and we shall take about,<br/>
-And something doe to save us: You shall heare<br/>
-Sceanes, though below his Art, may yet appeare<br/>
-Worth two houres travell.  To his bones sweet sleepe:<br/>
-Content to you.  If this play doe not keepe<br/>
-A little dull time from us, we perceave<br/>
-Our losses fall so thicke, we must needs leave.  [Florish.]<br/>
+Weak as we are, and, almost breathless, swim<br/>
+In this deep water. Do but you hold out<br/>
+Your helping hands, and we shall tack about<br/>
+And something do to save us. You shall hear<br/>
+Scenes, though below his art, may yet appear<br/>
+Worth two hours’ travel. To his bones sweet sleep;<br/>
+Content to you. If this play do not keep<br/>
+A little dull time from us, we perceive<br/>
+Our losses fall so thick, we must needs leave.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Flourish. Exit.</i>]
 </p>
 
-<h4>ACT I</h4>
+</div><!--end chapter-->
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2><a name="sceneI_38.1"></a><b>ACT I</b></h2>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 1. (Athens.  Before a temple.)</b></h4>
+<h3><b>SCENE I. Athens. Before a temple</b></h3>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Hymen</span> with a torch burning; a <span
+class="charname">Boy,</span> in a white robe before singing, and strewing
+flowers. After Hymen, a <span class="charname">Nymph</span> encompassed in her
+tresses, bearing a wheaten garland; then <span class="charname">Theseus</span>
+between two other Nymphs with wheaten chaplets on their heads. Then <span
+class="charname">Hippolyta,</span> the bride, led by <span
+class="charname">Pirithous,</span> and another holding a garland over her head,
+her tresses likewise hanging. After her, <span class="charname">Emilia,</span>
+holding up her train. Then <span class="charname">Artesius</span> and
+Attendants.
+</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Hymen with a Torch burning: a Boy, in a white Robe before<br/>
- singing, and strewing Flowres: After Hymen, a Nimph, encompast<br/>
-in<br/>
- her Tresses, bearing a wheaten Garland.  Then Theseus betweene<br/>
- two other Nimphs with wheaten Chaplets on their heades.  Then<br/>
- Hipolita the Bride, lead by Pirithous, and another holding a<br/>
- Garland over her head (her Tresses likewise hanging.)  After<br/>
- her Emilia holding up her Traine.  (Artesius and Attendants.)]<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>Music.</i>]
 </p>
 
-<p>The Song,  [Musike.]</p>
+<p class="center">
+The Song
+</p>
 
-<p>Roses their sharpe spines being gon,<br/>
-Not royall in their smels alone,<br/>
-But in their hew.<br/>
-Maiden Pinckes, of odour faint,<br/>
-Dazies smel-lesse, yet most quaint<br/>
-And sweet Time true.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+<i>Roses, their sharp spines being gone,<br/>
+Not royal in their smells alone,<br/>
+    But in their hue;<br/>
+Maiden pinks of odour faint,<br/>
+Daisies smell-less, yet most quaint,<br/>
+    And sweet thyme true;</i>
 </p>
 
-<p>Prim-rose first borne child of Ver,<br/>
-Merry Spring times Herbinger,<br/>
-With her bels dimme.<br/>
-Oxlips, in their Cradles growing,<br/>
-Mary-golds, on death beds blowing,<br/>
-Larkes-heeles trymme.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+<i>Primrose, first-born child of Ver,<br/>
+Merry springtime’s harbinger,<br/>
+    With harebells dim,<br/>
+Oxlips in their cradles growing,<br/>
+Marigolds on deathbeds blowing,<br/>
+    Lark’s-heels trim;</i>
 </p>
 
-<p>All deere natures children sweete,<br/>
-Ly fore Bride and Bridegroomes feete,  [Strew Flowers.]<br/>
-Blessing their sence.<br/>
-Not an angle of the aire,<br/>
-Bird melodious, or bird faire,<br/>
-Is absent hence.<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>Strews flowers.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+<i>All dear Nature’s children sweet<br/>
+Lie ’fore bride and bridegroom’s feet,<br/>
+    Blessing their sense.<br/>
+Not an angel of the air,<br/>
+Bird melodious or bird fair,<br/>
+    Is absent hence.</i>
 </p>
 
-<p>The Crow, the slaundrous Cuckoe, nor<br/>
-The boding Raven, nor Chough hore<br/>
-Nor chattring Pie,<br/>
-May on our Bridehouse pearch or sing,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+<i>The crow, the sland’rous cuckoo, nor<br/>
+The boding raven, nor chough hoar,<br/>
+    Nor chatt’ring ’pie,<br/>
+May on our bride-house perch or sing,<br/>
 Or with them any discord bring,<br/>
-But from it fly.<br/>
+    But from it fly.</i>
 </p>
 
-<p>[Enter 3. Queenes in Blacke, with vailes staind, with imperiall<br/>
- Crownes.  The 1. Queene fals downe at the foote of Theseus; The<br/>
- 2. fals downe at the foote of Hypolita.  The 3. before Emilia.]<br/>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter three <span class="charname">Queens</span> in black, with veils stained,
+with imperial crowns. The first Queen falls down at the foot of <span
+class="charname">Theseus;</span> the second falls down at the foot of <span
+class="charname">Hippolyta;</span> the third before
+<span class="charname">Emilia</span>.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. QUEEN.<br/>
-For pitties sake and true gentilities,<br/>
-Heare, and respect me.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST QUEEN.<br/>
+For pity’s sake and true gentility’s,<br/>
+Hear and respect me.
 </p>
 
-<p>2. QUEEN.<br/>
-For your Mothers sake,<br/>
-And as you wish your womb may thrive with faire ones,<br/>
-Heare and respect me.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND QUEEN.<br/>
+For your mother’s sake,<br/>
+And as you wish your womb may thrive with fair ones,<br/>
+Hear and respect me.
 </p>
 
-<p>3. QUEEN<br/>
-Now for the love of him whom Iove hath markd<br/>
-The honour of your Bed, and for the sake<br/>
-Of cleere virginity, be Advocate<br/>
-For us, and our distresses.  This good deede<br/>
-Shall raze you out o'th Booke of Trespasses<br/>
-All you are set downe there.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD QUEEN.<br/>
+Now, for the love of him whom Jove hath marked<br/>
+The honour of your bed, and for the sake<br/>
+Of clear virginity, be advocate<br/>
+For us and our distresses. This good deed<br/>
+Shall raze you out o’ th’ book of trespasses<br/>
+All you are set down there.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Sad Lady, rise.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Sad lady, rise.
+</p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-Stand up.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+Stand up.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
 No knees to me.<br/>
-What woman I may steed that is distrest,<br/>
-Does bind me to her.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-What's your request?  Deliver you for all.</p>
-
-<p>1. QUEEN.<br/>
-We are 3. Queenes, whose Soveraignes fel before<br/>
-The wrath of cruell Creon; who endured<br/>
-The Beakes of Ravens, Tallents of the Kights,<br/>
-And pecks of Crowes, in the fowle feilds of Thebs.<br/>
-He will not suffer us to burne their bones,<br/>
-To urne their ashes, nor to take th' offence<br/>
-Of mortall loathsomenes from the blest eye<br/>
-Of holy Phoebus, but infects the windes<br/>
-With stench of our slaine Lords.  O pitty, Duke:<br/>
-Thou purger of the earth, draw thy feard Sword<br/>
-That does good turnes to'th world; give us the Bones<br/>
-Of our dead Kings, that we may Chappell them;<br/>
-And of thy boundles goodnes take some note<br/>
-That for our crowned heades we have no roofe,<br/>
-Save this which is the Lyons, and the Beares,<br/>
-And vault to every thing.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Pray you, kneele not:<br/>
-I was transported with your Speech, and suffer'd<br/>
-Your knees to wrong themselves; I have heard the fortunes<br/>
-Of your dead Lords, which gives me such lamenting<br/>
-As wakes my vengeance, and revenge for'em,<br/>
-King Capaneus was your Lord: the day<br/>
-That he should marry you, at such a season,<br/>
-As now it is with me, I met your Groome,<br/>
-By Marsis Altar; you were that time faire,<br/>
-Not Iunos Mantle fairer then your Tresses,<br/>
-Nor in more bounty spread her.  Your wheaten wreathe<br/>
-Was then nor threashd, nor blasted; Fortune at you<br/>
-Dimpled her Cheeke with smiles: Hercules our kinesman<br/>
-(Then weaker than your eies) laide by his Club,<br/>
-He tumbled downe upon his Nemean hide<br/>
-And swore his sinews thawd: O greife, and time,<br/>
-Fearefull consumers, you will all devoure.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>1. QUEEN.<br/>
-O, I hope some God,<br/>
-Some God hath put his mercy in your manhood<br/>
-Whereto heel infuse powre, and presse you forth<br/>
-Our undertaker.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-O no knees, none, Widdow,<br/>
-Vnto the Helmeted Belona use them,<br/>
-And pray for me your Souldier.<br/>
-Troubled I am.  [turnes away.]<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>2. QUEEN.<br/>
-Honoured Hypolita,<br/>
-Most dreaded Amazonian, that hast slaine<br/>
-The Sith-tuskd Bore; that with thy Arme as strong<br/>
-As it is white, wast neere to make the male<br/>
-To thy Sex captive, but that this thy Lord,<br/>
-Borne to uphold Creation in that honour<br/>
-First nature stilde it in, shrunke thee into<br/>
-The bownd thou wast ore-flowing, at once subduing<br/>
-Thy force, and thy affection: Soldiresse<br/>
-That equally canst poize sternenes with pitty,<br/>
+What woman I may stead that is distressed,<br/>
+Does bind me to her.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+What’s your request? Deliver you for all.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST QUEEN.<br/>
+We are three queens whose sovereigns fell before<br/>
+The wrath of cruel Creon, who endure<br/>
+The beaks of ravens, talons of the kites,<br/>
+And pecks of crows, in the foul fields of Thebes.<br/>
+He will not suffer us to burn their bones,<br/>
+To urn their ashes, nor to take th’ offence<br/>
+Of mortal loathsomeness from the blest eye<br/>
+Of holy Phœbus, but infects the winds<br/>
+With stench of our slain lords. O, pity, Duke!<br/>
+Thou purger of the earth, draw thy feared sword<br/>
+That does good turns to th’ world; give us the bones<br/>
+Of our dead kings, that we may chapel them;<br/>
+And of thy boundless goodness take some note<br/>
+That for our crowned heads we have no roof<br/>
+Save this, which is the lion’s and the bear’s,<br/>
+And vault to everything.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Pray you, kneel not.<br/>
+I was transported with your speech and suffered<br/>
+Your knees to wrong themselves. I have heard the fortunes<br/>
+Of your dead lords, which gives me such lamenting<br/>
+As wakes my vengeance and revenge for ’em.<br/>
+King Capaneus was your lord. The day<br/>
+That he should marry you, at such a season<br/>
+As now it is with me, I met your groom<br/>
+By Mars’s altar. You were that time fair!<br/>
+Not Juno’s mantle fairer than your tresses,<br/>
+Nor in more bounty spread her. Your wheaten wreath<br/>
+Was then nor threshed nor blasted. Fortune at you<br/>
+Dimpled her cheek with smiles. Hercules, our kinsman,<br/>
+Then weaker than your eyes, laid by his club;<br/>
+He tumbled down upon his Nemean hide<br/>
+And swore his sinews thawed. O grief and time,<br/>
+Fearful consumers, you will all devour!
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST QUEEN.<br/>
+O, I hope some god,<br/>
+Some god hath put his mercy in your manhood,<br/>
+Whereto he’ll infuse power, and press you forth<br/>
+Our undertaker.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+O, no knees, none, widow!<br/>
+Unto the helmeted Bellona use them,<br/>
+And pray for me, your soldier.<br/>
+Troubled I am.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Turns away.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND QUEEN.<br/>
+Honoured Hippolyta,<br/>
+Most dreaded Amazonian, that hast slain<br/>
+The scythe-tusked boar; that with thy arm, as strong<br/>
+As it is white, wast near to make the male<br/>
+To thy sex captive, but that this thy lord,<br/>
+Born to uphold creation in that honour<br/>
+First nature styled it in, shrunk thee into<br/>
+The bound thou wast o’erflowing, at once subduing<br/>
+Thy force and thy affection; soldieress<br/>
+That equally canst poise sternness with pity,<br/>
 Whom now I know hast much more power on him<br/>
-Then ever he had on thee, who ow'st his strength<br/>
-And his Love too, who is a Servant for<br/>
-The Tenour of thy Speech: Deere Glasse of Ladies,<br/>
-Bid him that we, whom flaming war doth scortch,<br/>
-Vnder the shaddow of his Sword may coole us:<br/>
-Require him he advance it ore our heades;<br/>
-Speak't in a womans key: like such a woman<br/>
-As any of us three; weepe ere you faile;<br/>
+Than ever he had on thee, who ow’st his strength<br/>
+And his love too, who is a servant for<br/>
+The tenor of thy speech, dear glass of ladies,<br/>
+Bid him that we, whom flaming war doth scorch,<br/>
+Under the shadow of his sword may cool us;<br/>
+Require him he advance it o’er our heads;<br/>
+Speak ’t in a woman’s key, like such a woman<br/>
+As any of us three; weep ere you fail.<br/>
 Lend us a knee;<br/>
 But touch the ground for us no longer time<br/>
-Then a Doves motion, when the head's pluckt off:<br/>
-Tell him if he i'th blood cizd field lay swolne,<br/>
-Showing the Sun his Teeth, grinning at the Moone,<br/>
-What you would doe.<br/>
+Than a dove’s motion when the head’s plucked off.<br/>
+Tell him if he i’ th’ blood-sized field lay swollen,<br/>
+Showing the sun his teeth, grinning at the moon,<br/>
+What you would do.
 </p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-Poore Lady, say no more:<br/>
-I had as leife trace this good action with you<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+Poor lady, say no more.<br/>
+I had as lief trace this good action with you<br/>
 As that whereto I am going, and never yet<br/>
-Went I so willing way.  My Lord is taken<br/>
-Hart deepe with your distresse: Let him consider:<br/>
-Ile speake anon.<br/>
+Went I so willing way. My lord is taken<br/>
+Heart-deep with your distress. Let him consider;<br/>
+I’ll speak anon.
 </p>
 
-<p>3. QUEEN.<br/>
-O my petition was  [kneele to Emilia.]<br/>
-Set downe in yce, which by hot greefe uncandied<br/>
-Melts into drops, so sorrow, wanting forme,<br/>
-Is prest with deeper matter.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD QUEEN.<br/>
+O, my petition was<br/>
+Set down in ice, which by hot grief uncandied<br/>
+Melts into drops; so sorrow, wanting form,<br/>
+Is pressed with deeper matter.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Pray stand up,<br/>
-Your greefe is written in your cheeke.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Pray, stand up;<br/>
+Your grief is written in your cheek.
 </p>
 
-<p>3. QUEEN.<br/>
-O woe,<br/>
-You cannot reade it there, there through my teares—<br/>
-Like wrinckled peobles in a glassie streame<br/>
-You may behold 'em.  Lady, Lady, alacke,<br/>
-He that will all the Treasure know o'th earth<br/>
-Must know the Center too; he that will fish<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD QUEEN.<br/>
+O, woe!<br/>
+You cannot read it there. There through my tears,<br/>
+Like wrinkled pebbles in a glassy stream,<br/>
+You may behold ’em. Lady, lady, alack!<br/>
+He that will all the treasure know o’ th’ earth<br/>
+Must know the center too; he that will fish<br/>
 For my least minnow, let him lead his line<br/>
-To catch one at my heart.  O pardon me:<br/>
+To catch one at my heart. O, pardon me!<br/>
 Extremity, that sharpens sundry wits,<br/>
-Makes me a Foole.<br/>
+Makes me a fool.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Pray you say nothing, pray you:<br/>
-Who cannot feele nor see the raine, being in't,<br/>
-Knowes neither wet nor dry: if that you were<br/>
-The ground-peece of some Painter, I would buy you<br/>
-T'instruct me gainst a Capitall greefe indeed—<br/>
-Such heart peirc'd demonstration; but, alas,<br/>
-Being a naturall Sifter of our Sex<br/>
-Your sorrow beates so ardently upon me,<br/>
-That it shall make a counter reflect gainst<br/>
-My Brothers heart, and warme it to some pitty,<br/>
-Though it were made of stone: pray, have good comfort.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Forward to'th Temple, leave not out a Iot<br/>
-O'th sacred Ceremony.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>1. QUEEN.<br/>
-O, This Celebration<br/>
-Will long last, and be more costly then<br/>
-Your Suppliants war: Remember that your Fame<br/>
-Knowles in the eare o'th world: what you doe quickly<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Pray you say nothing, pray you.<br/>
+Who cannot feel nor see the rain, being in ’t,<br/>
+Knows neither wet nor dry. If that you were<br/>
+The ground-piece of some painter, I would buy you<br/>
+T’ instruct me ’gainst a capital grief, indeed<br/>
+Such heart-pierced demonstration. But, alas,<br/>
+Being a natural sister of our sex,<br/>
+Your sorrow beats so ardently upon me<br/>
+That it shall make a counter-reflect ’gainst<br/>
+My brother’s heart and warm it to some pity,<br/>
+Though it were made of stone. Pray have good comfort.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Forward to th’ temple! Leave not out a jot<br/>
+O’ th’ sacred ceremony.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST QUEEN.<br/>
+O, this celebration<br/>
+Will longer last and be more costly than<br/>
+Your suppliants’ war! Remember that your fame<br/>
+Knolls in the ear o’ th’ world; what you do quickly<br/>
 Is not done rashly; your first thought is more<br/>
-Then others laboured meditance: your premeditating<br/>
-More then their actions: But, oh Iove! your actions,<br/>
-Soone as they mooves, as Asprayes doe the fish,<br/>
-Subdue before they touch: thinke, deere Duke, thinke<br/>
-What beds our slaine Kings have.<br/>
+Than others’ laboured meditance, your premeditating<br/>
+More than their actions. But, O Jove, your actions,<br/>
+Soon as they move, as ospreys do the fish,<br/>
+Subdue before they touch. Think, dear Duke, think<br/>
+What beds our slain kings have!
 </p>
 
-<p>2. QUEEN.<br/>
-What greifes our beds,<br/>
-That our deere Lords have none.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND QUEEN.<br/>
+What griefs our beds,<br/>
+That our dear lords have none!
 </p>
 
-<p>3. QUEEN.<br/>
-None fit for 'th dead:<br/>
-Those that with Cordes, Knives, drams precipitance,<br/>
-Weary of this worlds light, have to themselves<br/>
-Beene deathes most horrid Agents, humaine grace<br/>
-Affords them dust and shaddow.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD QUEEN.<br/>
+None fit for th’ dead.<br/>
+Those that with cords, knives, drams, precipitance,<br/>
+Weary of this world’s light, have to themselves<br/>
+Been death’s most horrid agents, human grace<br/>
+Affords them dust and shadow.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. QUEEN.<br/>
-But our Lords<br/>
-Ly blistring fore the visitating Sunne,<br/>
-And were good Kings, when living.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST QUEEN.<br/>
+But our lords<br/>
+Lie blist’ring ’fore the visitating sun,<br/>
+And were good kings when living.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-It is true, and I will give you comfort,<br/>
-To give your dead Lords graves: the which to doe,<br/>
-Must make some worke with Creon.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+It is true, and I will give you comfort<br/>
+To give your dead lords graves;<br/>
+The which to do must make some work with Creon.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. QUEEN.<br/>
-And that worke presents it selfe to'th doing:<br/>
-Now twill take forme, the heates are gone to morrow.<br/>
-Then, booteles toyle must recompence it selfe<br/>
-With it's owne sweat; Now he's secure,<br/>
-Not dreames we stand before your puissance<br/>
-Wrinching our holy begging in our eyes<br/>
-To make petition cleere.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST QUEEN.<br/>
+And that work presents itself to th’ doing.<br/>
+Now ’twill take form; the heats are gone tomorrow.<br/>
+Then, bootless toil must recompense itself<br/>
+With its own sweat. Now he’s secure,<br/>
+Not dreams we stand before your puissance,<br/>
+Rinsing our holy begging in our eyes<br/>
+To make petition clear.
 </p>
 
-<p>2. QUEEN.<br/>
-Now you may take him, drunke with his victory.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND QUEEN.<br/>
+Now you may take him, drunk with his victory.
+</p>
 
-<p>3. QUEEN.<br/>
-And his Army full of Bread, and sloth.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD QUEEN.<br/>
+And his army full of bread and sloth.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
 Artesius, that best knowest<br/>
 How to draw out fit to this enterprise<br/>
-The prim'st for this proceeding, and the number<br/>
-To carry such a businesse, forth and levy<br/>
-Our worthiest Instruments, whilst we despatch<br/>
-This grand act of our life, this daring deede<br/>
-Of Fate in wedlocke.<br/>
+The prim’st for this proceeding, and the number<br/>
+To carry such a business: forth and levy<br/>
+Our worthiest instruments, whilst we dispatch<br/>
+This grand act of our life, this daring deed<br/>
+Of fate in wedlock.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. QUEEN.<br/>
-Dowagers, take hands;<br/>
-Let us be Widdowes to our woes: delay<br/>
-Commends us to a famishing hope.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST QUEEN.<br/>
+Dowagers, take hands.<br/>
+Let us be widows to our woes; delay<br/>
+Commends us to a famishing hope.
 </p>
 
-<p>ALL.<br/>
-Farewell.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ALL THE QUEENS.<br/>
+Farewell!
+</p>
 
-<p>2. QUEEN.<br/>
-We come unseasonably: But when could greefe<br/>
-Cull forth, as unpanged judgement can, fit'st time<br/>
-For best solicitation.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND QUEEN.<br/>
+We come unseasonably; but when could grief<br/>
+Cull forth, as unpanged judgement can, fitt’st time<br/>
+For best solicitation?
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Why, good Ladies,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Why, good ladies,<br/>
 This is a service, whereto I am going,<br/>
-Greater then any was; it more imports me<br/>
-Then all the actions that I have foregone,<br/>
-Or futurely can cope.<br/>
+Greater than any war; it more imports me<br/>
+Than all the actions that I have foregone,<br/>
+Or futurely can cope.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. QUEEN.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST QUEEN.<br/>
 The more proclaiming<br/>
-Our suit shall be neglected: when her Armes<br/>
-Able to locke Iove from a Synod, shall<br/>
-By warranting Moone-light corslet thee, oh, when<br/>
-Her twyning Cherries shall their sweetnes fall<br/>
-Vpon thy tastefull lips, what wilt thou thinke<br/>
-Of rotten Kings or blubberd Queenes, what care<br/>
-For what thou feelst not? what thou feelst being able<br/>
-To make Mars spurne his Drom.  O, if thou couch<br/>
-But one night with her, every howre in't will<br/>
+Our suit shall be neglected when her arms,<br/>
+Able to lock Jove from a synod, shall<br/>
+By warranting moonlight corselet thee. O, when<br/>
+Her twinning cherries shall their sweetness fall<br/>
+Upon thy tasteful lips, what wilt thou think<br/>
+Of rotten kings or blubbered queens? What care<br/>
+For what thou feel’st not, what thou feel’st being able<br/>
+To make Mars spurn his drum? O, if thou couch<br/>
+But one night with her, every hour in ’t will<br/>
 Take hostage of thee for a hundred, and<br/>
-Thou shalt remember nothing more then what<br/>
-That Banket bids thee too.<br/>
+Thou shalt remember nothing more than what<br/>
+That banquet bids thee to.
 </p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-Though much unlike  [Kneeling.]<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+Though much unlike<br/>
 You should be so transported, as much sorry<br/>
-I should be such a Suitour; yet I thinke,<br/>
-Did I not by th'abstayning of my joy,<br/>
+I should be such a suitor, yet I think,<br/>
+Did I not, by th’ abstaining of my joy,<br/>
 Which breeds a deeper longing, cure their surfeit<br/>
-That craves a present medcine, I should plucke<br/>
-All Ladies scandall on me.  Therefore, Sir,<br/>
-As I shall here make tryall of my prayres,<br/>
+That craves a present med’cine, I should pluck<br/>
+All ladies’ scandal on me. Therefore, sir,
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>She kneels.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+As I shall here make trial of my prayers,<br/>
 Either presuming them to have some force,<br/>
-Or sentencing for ay their vigour dombe:<br/>
-Prorogue this busines we are going about, and hang<br/>
-Your Sheild afore your Heart, about that necke<br/>
-Which is my ffee, and which I freely lend<br/>
-To doe these poore Queenes service.<br/>
+Or sentencing for aye their vigor dumb,<br/>
+Prorogue this business we are going about, and hang<br/>
+Your shield afore your heart, about that neck<br/>
+Which is my fee, and which I freely lend<br/>
+To do these poor queens service.
 </p>
 
-<p>ALL QUEENS.<br/>
-Oh helpe now,<br/>
-Our Cause cries for your knee.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ALL QUEENS.<br/>
+[<i>To Emilia</i>.] O, help now!<br/>
+Our cause cries for your knee.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-If you grant not  [Kneeling.]<br/>
-My Sister her petition in that force,<br/>
-With that Celerity and nature, which<br/>
-Shee makes it in, from henceforth ile not dare<br/>
-To aske you any thing, nor be so hardy<br/>
-Ever to take a Husband.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+[<i>To Theseus, kneeling</i>.] If you grant not<br/>
+My sister her petition in that force,<br/>
+With that celerity and nature, which<br/>
+She makes it in, from henceforth I’ll not dare<br/>
+To ask you anything, nor be so hardy<br/>
+Ever to take a husband.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
 Pray stand up.<br/>
-I am entreating of my selfe to doe<br/>
-That which you kneele to have me.  Pyrithous,<br/>
-Leade on the Bride; get you and pray the Gods<br/>
-For successe, and returne; omit not any thing<br/>
-In the pretended Celebration.  Queenes,<br/>
-Follow your Soldier.  As before, hence you  [to Artesius]<br/>
-And at the banckes of Aulis meete us with<br/>
-The forces you can raise, where we shall finde<br/>
-The moytie of a number, for a busines<br/>
-More bigger look't.  Since that our Theame is haste,<br/>
-I stamp this kisse upon thy currant lippe;<br/>
-Sweete, keepe it as my Token.  Set you forward,<br/>
-For I will see you gone.  [Exeunt towards the Temple.]<br/>
-Farewell, my beauteous Sister: Pyrithous,<br/>
-Keepe the feast full, bate not an howre on't.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
+I am entreating of myself to do
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>They rise.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+That which you kneel to have me.—Pirithous,<br/>
+Lead on the bride; get you and pray the gods<br/>
+For success and return; omit not anything<br/>
+In the pretended celebration.—Queens,<br/>
+Follow your soldier. [<i>To Artesius.</i>] As before, hence you,<br/>
+And at the banks of Aulis meet us with<br/>
+The forces you can raise, where we shall find<br/>
+The moiety of a number for a business<br/>
+More bigger looked.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Exit <span class="charname">Artesius</span>.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+[<i>To Hippolyta.</i>] Since that our theme is haste,<br/>
+I stamp this kiss upon thy currant lip;<br/>
+Sweet, keep it as my token. Set you forward,<br/>
+For I will see you gone.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>The wedding procession moves towards the temple.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Farewell, my beauteous sister.—Pirithous,<br/>
+Keep the feast full; bate not an hour on ’t.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
 Sir,<br/>
-Ile follow you at heeles; The Feasts solempnity<br/>
-Shall want till your returne.<br/>
+I’ll follow you at heels. The feast’s solemnity<br/>
+Shall want till your return.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Cousin, I charge you,<br/>
+Budge not from Athens. We shall be returning<br/>
+Ere you can end this feast, of which I pray you<br/>
+Make no abatement. Once more, farewell all.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Cosen, I charge you<br/>
-Boudge not from Athens; We shall be returning<br/>
-Ere you can end this Feast, of which, I pray you,<br/>
-Make no abatement; once more, farewell all.<br/>
+<p class="right">
+[<i>Exeunt all but <span class="charname">Theseus</span> and the
+<span class="charname">Queens</span>.</i>]
 </p>
 
-<p>1. QUEEN.<br/>
-Thus do'st thou still make good the tongue o'th world.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST QUEEN.<br/>
+Thus dost thou still make good the tongue o’ th’ world.
+</p>
 
-<p>2. QUEEN.<br/>
-And earnst a Deity equal with Mars.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND QUEEN.<br/>
+And earn’st a deity equal with Mars.
+</p>
 
-<p>3. QUEEN.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD QUEEN.<br/>
 If not above him, for<br/>
-Thou being but mortall makest affections bend<br/>
-To Godlike honours; they themselves, some say,<br/>
-Grone under such a Mastry.<br/>
+Thou, being but mortal, mak’st affections bend<br/>
+To godlike honours; they themselves, some say,<br/>
+Groan under such a mast’ry.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
 As we are men,<br/>
-Thus should we doe; being sensually subdude,<br/>
-We loose our humane tytle.  Good cheere, Ladies.  [Florish.]<br/>
-Now turne we towards your Comforts.  [Exeunt.]<br/>
+Thus should we do; being sensually subdued,<br/>
+We lose our human title. Good cheer, ladies.<br/>
+Now turn we towards your comforts.
 </p>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 2.  (Thebs).</b></h4>
+<p class="right">[<i>Flourish. Exeunt.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Palamon, and Arcite.]</p>
+<h3><a name="sceneI_38.2"></a><b>SCENE II. Thebes. The Court of the Palace</b></h3>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Deere Palamon, deerer in love then Blood<br/>
-And our prime Cosen, yet unhardned in<br/>
-The Crimes of nature; Let us leave the Citty<br/>
-Thebs, and the temptings in't, before we further<br/>
-Sully our glosse of youth:<br/>
-And here to keepe in abstinence we shame<br/>
-As in Incontinence; for not to swim<br/>
-I'th aide o'th Current were almost to sincke,<br/>
-At least to frustrate striving, and to follow<br/>
-The common Streame, twold bring us to an Edy<br/>
-Where we should turne or drowne; if labour through,<br/>
-Our gaine but life, and weakenes.<br/>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Palamon</span> and
+<span class="charname">Arcite</span>.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Dear Palamon, dearer in love than blood<br/>
+And our prime cousin, yet unhardened in<br/>
+The crimes of nature, let us leave the city<br/>
+Thebes, and the temptings in ’t, before we further<br/>
+Sully our gloss of youth<br/>
+And here to keep in abstinence we shame<br/>
+As in incontinence; for not to swim<br/>
+I’ th’ aid o’ th’ current, were almost to sink,<br/>
+At least to frustrate striving; and to follow<br/>
+The common stream, ’twould bring us to an eddy<br/>
+Where we should turn or drown; if labour through,<br/>
+Our gain but life and weakness.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 Your advice<br/>
-Is cride up with example: what strange ruins<br/>
-Since first we went to Schoole, may we perceive<br/>
-Walking in Thebs?  Skars, and bare weedes<br/>
-The gaine o'th Martialist, who did propound<br/>
-To his bold ends honour, and golden Ingots,<br/>
-Which though he won, he had not, and now flurted<br/>
-By peace for whom he fought: who then shall offer<br/>
-To Marsis so scornd Altar? I doe bleede<br/>
-When such I meete, and wish great Iuno would<br/>
-Resume her ancient fit of Ielouzie<br/>
-To get the Soldier worke, that peace might purge<br/>
-For her repletion, and retaine anew<br/>
-Her charitable heart now hard, and harsher<br/>
-Then strife or war could be.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+Is cried up with example. What strange ruins,<br/>
+Since first we went to school, may we perceive<br/>
+Walking in Thebes! Scars and bare weeds<br/>
+The gain o’ th’ martialist, who did propound<br/>
+To his bold ends honour and golden ingots,<br/>
+Which, though he won, he had not, and now flirted<br/>
+By peace for whom he fought! Who then shall offer<br/>
+To Mars’s so-scorned altar? I do bleed<br/>
+When such I meet, and wish great Juno would<br/>
+Resume her ancient fit of jealousy<br/>
+To get the soldier work, that peace might purge<br/>
+For her repletion, and retain anew<br/>
+Her charitable heart, now hard and harsher<br/>
+Than strife or war could be.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 Are you not out?<br/>
-Meete you no ruine but the Soldier in<br/>
-The Cranckes and turnes of Thebs? you did begin<br/>
-As if you met decaies of many kindes:<br/>
-Perceive you none, that doe arowse your pitty<br/>
-But th'un-considerd Soldier?<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Yes, I pitty<br/>
-Decaies where ere I finde them, but such most<br/>
-That, sweating in an honourable Toyle,<br/>
-Are paide with yce to coole 'em.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Tis not this<br/>
-I did begin to speake of: This is vertue<br/>
-Of no respect in Thebs; I spake of Thebs<br/>
-How dangerous if we will keepe our Honours,<br/>
-It is for our resyding, where every evill<br/>
-Hath a good cullor; where eve'ry seeming good's<br/>
-A certaine evill, where not to be ev'n Iumpe<br/>
-As they are, here were to be strangers, and<br/>
-Such things to be, meere Monsters.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Tis in our power,<br/>
-(Vnlesse we feare that Apes can Tutor's) to<br/>
-Be Masters of our manners: what neede I<br/>
-Affect anothers gate, which is not catching<br/>
-Where there is faith, or to be fond upon<br/>
-Anothers way of speech, when by mine owne<br/>
-I may be reasonably conceiv'd; sav'd too,<br/>
-Speaking it truly? why am I bound<br/>
+Meet you no ruin but the soldier in<br/>
+The cranks and turns of Thebes? You did begin<br/>
+As if you met decays of many kinds.<br/>
+Perceive you none that do arouse your pity<br/>
+But th’ unconsidered soldier?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Yes, I pity<br/>
+Decays where’er I find them, but such most<br/>
+That, sweating in an honourable toil,<br/>
+Are paid with ice to cool ’em.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+’Tis not this<br/>
+I did begin to speak of. This is virtue<br/>
+Of no respect in Thebes. I spake of Thebes,<br/>
+How dangerous, if we will keep our honours,<br/>
+It is for our residing, where every evil<br/>
+Hath a good colour; where every seeming good’s<br/>
+A certain evil; where not to be e’en jump<br/>
+As they are here were to be strangers, and,<br/>
+Such things to be, mere monsters.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+’Tis in our power—<br/>
+Unless we fear that apes can tutor ’s—to<br/>
+Be masters of our manners. What need I<br/>
+Affect another’s gait, which is not catching<br/>
+Where there is faith? Or to be fond upon<br/>
+Another’s way of speech, when by mine own<br/>
+I may be reasonably conceived, saved too,<br/>
+Speaking it truly? Why am I bound<br/>
 By any generous bond to follow him<br/>
-Followes his Taylor, haply so long untill<br/>
-The follow'd make pursuit? or let me know,<br/>
-Why mine owne Barber is unblest, with him<br/>
-My poore Chinne too, for tis not Cizard iust<br/>
-To such a Favorites glasse: What Cannon is there<br/>
-That does command my Rapier from my hip<br/>
-To dangle't in my hand, or to go tip toe<br/>
-Before the streete be foule?  Either I am<br/>
-The fore-horse in the Teame, or I am none<br/>
-That draw i'th sequent trace: these poore sleight sores<br/>
-Neede not a plantin; That which rips my bosome<br/>
-Almost to'th heart's—<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Our Vncle Creon.</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-He,<br/>
-A most unbounded Tyrant, whose successes<br/>
-Makes heaven unfeard, and villany assured<br/>
-Beyond its power there's nothing, almost puts<br/>
-Faith in a feavour, and deifies alone<br/>
-Voluble chance; who onely attributes<br/>
-The faculties of other Instruments<br/>
-To his owne Nerves and act; Commands men service,<br/>
-And what they winne in't, boot and glory; on(e)<br/>
-That feares not to do harm; good, dares not; Let<br/>
-The blood of mine that's sibbe to him be suckt<br/>
-From me with Leeches; Let them breake and fall<br/>
-Off me with that corruption.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Cleere spirited Cozen,<br/>
-Lets leave his Court, that we may nothing share<br/>
-Of his lowd infamy: for our milke<br/>
+Follows his tailor, haply so long until<br/>
+The followed make pursuit? Or let me know<br/>
+Why mine own barber is unblessed, with him<br/>
+My poor chin too, for ’tis not scissored just<br/>
+To such a favourite’s glass? What canon is there<br/>
+That does command my rapier from my hip<br/>
+To dangle ’t in my hand, or to go tiptoe<br/>
+Before the street be foul? Either I am<br/>
+The fore-horse in the team, or I am none<br/>
+That draw i’ th’ sequent trace. These poor slight sores<br/>
+Need not a plantain; that which rips my bosom<br/>
+Almost to th’ heart’s—
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Our uncle Creon.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+He.<br/>
+A most unbounded tyrant, whose successes<br/>
+Makes heaven unfeared and villainy assured<br/>
+Beyond its power there’s nothing; almost puts<br/>
+Faith in a fever, and deifies alone<br/>
+Voluble chance; who only attributes<br/>
+The faculties of other instruments<br/>
+To his own nerves and act; commands men service,<br/>
+And what they win in ’t, boot and glory; one<br/>
+That fears not to do harm; good, dares not. Let<br/>
+The blood of mine that’s sib to him be sucked<br/>
+From me with leeches; let them break and fall<br/>
+Off me with that corruption.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Clear-spirited cousin,<br/>
+Let’s leave his court, that we may nothing share<br/>
+Of his loud infamy; for our milk<br/>
 Will relish of the pasture, and we must<br/>
-Be vile or disobedient, not his kinesmen<br/>
-In blood, unlesse in quality.<br/>
+Be vile or disobedient; not his kinsmen<br/>
+In blood unless in quality.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Nothing truer:<br/>
-I thinke the Ecchoes of his shames have dea'ft<br/>
-The eares of heav'nly Iustice: widdows cryes<br/>
-Descend againe into their throates, and have not<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Nothing truer.<br/>
+I think the echoes of his shames have deafed<br/>
+The ears of heavenly justice. Widows’ cries<br/>
+Descend again into their throats and have not<br/>
+Due audience of the gods.
 </p>
 
-<p>[enter Valerius.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Valerius</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>Due audience of the Gods.—Valerius!</p>
+<p class="drama">
+Valerius!
+</p>
 
-<p>VALERIUS.<br/>
-The King cals for you; yet be leaden footed,<br/>
-Till his great rage be off him.  Phebus, when<br/>
-He broke his whipstocke and exclaimd against<br/>
-The Horses of the Sun, but whisperd too<br/>
-The lowdenesse of his Fury.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+VALERIUS.<br/>
+The King calls for you; yet be leaden-footed<br/>
+Till his great rage be off him. Phœbus, when<br/>
+He broke his whipstock and exclaimed against<br/>
+The horses of the sun, but whispered to<br/>
+The loudness of his fury.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Small windes shake him:<br/>
-But whats the matter?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Small winds shake him.<br/>
+But what’s the matter?
 </p>
 
-<p>VALERIUS.<br/>
-Theseus (who where he threates appals,) hath sent<br/>
-Deadly defyance to him, and pronounces<br/>
-Ruine to Thebs; who is at hand to seale<br/>
-The promise of his wrath.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+VALERIUS.<br/>
+Theseus, who where he threats appalls, hath sent<br/>
+Deadly defiance to him and pronounces<br/>
+Ruin to Thebes, who is at hand to seal<br/>
+The promise of his wrath.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Let him approach;<br/>
-But that we feare the Gods in him, he brings not<br/>
-A jot of terrour to us; Yet what man<br/>
-Thirds his owne worth (the case is each of ours)<br/>
-When that his actions dregd with minde assurd<br/>
-Tis bad he goes about?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Let him approach.<br/>
+But that we fear the gods in him, he brings not<br/>
+A jot of terror to us. Yet what man<br/>
+Thirds his own worth—the case is each of ours—<br/>
+When that his action’s dregged with mind assured<br/>
+’Tis bad he goes about?
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Leave that unreasond.<br/>
-Our services stand now for Thebs, not Creon,<br/>
-Yet to be neutrall to him were dishonour;<br/>
-Rebellious to oppose: therefore we must<br/>
-With him stand to the mercy of our Fate,<br/>
-Who hath bounded our last minute.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Leave that unreasoned.<br/>
+Our services stand now for Thebes, not Creon.<br/>
+Yet to be neutral to him were dishonour,<br/>
+Rebellious to oppose; therefore we must<br/>
+With him stand to the mercy of our fate,<br/>
+Who hath bounded our last minute.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 So we must.<br/>
-Ist sed this warres a foote? or it shall be,<br/>
-On faile of some condition?<br/>
+[<i>To Valerius.</i>] Is ’t said this war’s afoot? Or, it shall be,<br/>
+On fail of some condition?
 </p>
 
-<p>VALERIUS.<br/>
-Tis in motion<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+VALERIUS.<br/>
+’Tis in motion;<br/>
 The intelligence of state came in the instant<br/>
-With the defier.<br/>
+With the defier.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Lets to the king, who, were he<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Let’s to the King; who, were he<br/>
 A quarter carrier of that honour which<br/>
-His Enemy come in, the blood we venture<br/>
+His enemy come in, the blood we venture<br/>
 Should be as for our health, which were not spent,<br/>
-Rather laide out for purchase: but, alas,<br/>
-Our hands advanc'd before our hearts, what will<br/>
-The fall o'th stroke doe damage?<br/>
+Rather laid out for purchase. But alas,<br/>
+Our hands advanced before our hearts, what will<br/>
+The fall o’ th’ stroke do damage?
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Let th'event,<br/>
-That never erring Arbitratour, tell us<br/>
-When we know all our selves, and let us follow<br/>
-The becking of our chance.  [Exeunt.]<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Let th’ event,<br/>
+That never-erring arbitrator, tell us<br/>
+When we know all ourselves; and let us follow<br/>
+The becking of our chance.
 </p>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 3.  (Before the gates of Athens.)</b></h4>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Pirithous, Hipolita, Emilia.]</p>
+<h3><a name="sceneI_38.3"></a><b>SCENE III. Before the gates of Athens</b></h3>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-No further.</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Pirithous, Hippolyta</span> and
+<span class="charname">Emilia</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-Sir, farewell; repeat my wishes<br/>
-To our great Lord, of whose succes I dare not<br/>
-Make any timerous question; yet I wish him<br/>
-Exces and overflow of power, and't might be,<br/>
-To dure ill-dealing fortune: speede to him,<br/>
-Store never hurtes good Gouernours.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+No further.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+Sir, farewell. Repeat my wishes<br/>
+To our great lord, of whose success I dare not<br/>
+Make any timorous question; yet I wish him<br/>
+Excess and overflow of power, an ’t might be,<br/>
+To dure ill-dealing fortune. Speed to him!<br/>
+Store never hurts good governors.
 </p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
 Though I know<br/>
-His Ocean needes not my poore drops, yet they<br/>
-Must yeild their tribute there.  My precious Maide,<br/>
-Those best affections, that the heavens infuse<br/>
-In their best temperd peices, keepe enthroand<br/>
-In your deare heart.<br/>
+His ocean needs not my poor drops, yet they<br/>
+Must yield their tribute there. My precious maid,<br/>
+Those best affections that the heavens infuse<br/>
+In their best-tempered pieces keep enthroned<br/>
+In your dear heart!
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Thanckes, Sir.  Remember me<br/>
-To our all royall Brother, for whose speede<br/>
-The great Bellona ile sollicite; and<br/>
-Since in our terrene State petitions are not<br/>
-Without giftes understood, Ile offer to her<br/>
-What I shall be advised she likes: our hearts<br/>
-Are in his Army, in his Tent.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-In's bosome:<br/>
-We have bin Soldiers, and wee cannot weepe<br/>
-When our Friends don their helmes, or put to sea,<br/>
-Or tell of Babes broachd on the Launce, or women<br/>
-That have sod their Infants in (and after eate them)<br/>
-The brine, they wept at killing 'em; Then if<br/>
-You stay to see of us such Spincsters, we<br/>
-Should hold you here for ever.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Peace be to you,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Thanks, sir. Remember me<br/>
+To our all-royal brother, for whose speed<br/>
+The great Bellona I’ll solicit; and<br/>
+Since in our terrene state petitions are not<br/>
+Without gifts understood, I’ll offer to her<br/>
+What I shall be advised she likes. Our hearts<br/>
+Are in his army, in his tent.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+In ’s bosom.<br/>
+We have been soldiers, and we cannot weep<br/>
+When our friends don their helms, or put to sea,<br/>
+Or tell of babes broached on the lance, or women<br/>
+That have sod their infants in—and after eat them—<br/>
+The brine they wept at killing ’em. Then if<br/>
+You stay to see of us such spinsters, we<br/>
+Should hold you here for ever.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Peace be to you<br/>
 As I pursue this war, which shall be then<br/>
-Beyond further requiring.  [Exit Pir.]<br/>
+ Beyond further requiring.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exit <span class="charname">Pirithous</span>.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
 How his longing<br/>
-Followes his Friend! since his depart, his sportes<br/>
-Though craving seriousnes, and skill, past slightly<br/>
-His careles execution, where nor gaine<br/>
-Made him regard, or losse consider; but<br/>
-Playing one busines in his hand, another<br/>
-Directing in his head, his minde, nurse equall<br/>
-To these so diffring Twyns—have you observ'd him,<br/>
-Since our great Lord departed?<br/>
+Follows his friend! Since his depart, his sports,<br/>
+Though craving seriousness and skill, passed slightly<br/>
+His careless execution, where nor gain<br/>
+Made him regard, or loss consider, but<br/>
+Playing one business in his hand, another<br/>
+Directing in his head, his mind nurse equal<br/>
+To these so differing twins. Have you observed him<br/>
+Since our great lord departed?
 </p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
 With much labour,<br/>
-And I did love him fort: they two have Cabind<br/>
-In many as dangerous, as poore a Corner,<br/>
-Perill and want contending; they have skift<br/>
-Torrents whose roring tyranny and power<br/>
-I'th least of these was dreadfull, and they have<br/>
-Fought out together, where Deaths-selfe was lodgd,<br/>
-Yet fate hath brought them off: Their knot of love,<br/>
-Tide, weau'd, intangled, with so true, so long,<br/>
-And with a finger of so deepe a cunning,<br/>
-May be outworne, never undone.  I thinke<br/>
-Theseus cannot be umpire to himselfe,<br/>
-Cleaving his conscience into twaine and doing<br/>
-Each side like Iustice, which he loves best.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Doubtlesse<br/>
+And I did love him for ’t. They two have cabined<br/>
+In many as dangerous as poor a corner,<br/>
+Peril and want contending; they have skiffed<br/>
+Torrents whose roaring tyranny and power<br/>
+I’ th’ least of these was dreadful; and they have<br/>
+Fought out together where Death’s self was lodged;<br/>
+Yet fate hath brought them off. Their knot of love,<br/>
+Tied, weaved, entangled, with so true, so long,<br/>
+And with a finger of so deep a cunning,<br/>
+May be outworn, never undone. I think<br/>
+Theseus cannot be umpire to himself,<br/>
+Cleaving his conscience into twain and doing<br/>
+Each side like justice, which he loves best.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Doubtless<br/>
 There is a best, and reason has no manners<br/>
-To say it is not you: I was acquainted<br/>
-Once with a time, when I enjoyd a Play-fellow;<br/>
-You were at wars, when she the grave enrichd,<br/>
-Who made too proud the Bed, tooke leave o th Moone<br/>
-(Which then lookt pale at parting) when our count<br/>
-Was each eleven.<br/>
+To say it is not you. I was acquainted<br/>
+Once with a time when I enjoyed a playfellow;<br/>
+You were at wars when she the grave enriched,<br/>
+Who made too proud the bed, took leave o’ th’ moon<br/>
+Which then looked pale at parting, when our count<br/>
+Was each eleven.
 </p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-Twas Flaui(n)a.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+’Twas Flavina.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
 Yes.<br/>
-You talke of Pirithous and Theseus love;<br/>
-Theirs has more ground, is more maturely seasond,<br/>
-More buckled with strong Iudgement and their needes<br/>
-The one of th'other may be said to water  [2. Hearses ready<br/>
- with Palamon: and Arcite: the 3. Queenes.  Theseus: and his<br/>
- Lordes ready.]<br/>
-Their intertangled rootes of love; but I<br/>
-And shee I sigh and spoke of were things innocent,<br/>
-Lou'd for we did, and like the Elements<br/>
-That know not what, nor why, yet doe effect<br/>
-Rare issues by their operance, our soules<br/>
-Did so to one another; what she lik'd,<br/>
-Was then of me approov'd, what not, condemd,<br/>
-No more arraignment; the flowre that I would plucke<br/>
-And put betweene my breasts (then but beginning<br/>
-To swell about the blossome) oh, she would long<br/>
-Till shee had such another, and commit it<br/>
-To the like innocent Cradle, where Phenix like<br/>
-They dide in perfume: on my head no toy<br/>
-But was her patterne; her affections (pretty,<br/>
-Though, happely, her careles were) I followed<br/>
-For my most serious decking; had mine eare<br/>
-Stolne some new aire, or at adventure humd on<br/>
-From musicall Coynadge, why it was a note<br/>
-Whereon her spirits would sojourne (rather dwell on)<br/>
-And sing it in her slumbers.  This rehearsall<br/>
-(Which ev'ry innocent wots well comes in<br/>
-Like old importments bastard) has this end,<br/>
-That the true love tweene Mayde, and mayde, may be<br/>
-More then in sex idividuall.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-Y'are out of breath<br/>
-And this high speeded pace, is but to say<br/>
-That you shall never like the Maide Flavina<br/>
-Love any that's calld Man.<br/>
+You talk of Pirithous’ and Theseus’ love.<br/>
+Theirs has more ground, is more maturely seasoned,<br/>
+More buckled with strong judgement, and their needs<br/>
+The one of th’ other may be said to water<br/>
+Their intertangled roots of love; but I,<br/>
+And she I sigh and spoke of, were things innocent,<br/>
+Loved for we did, and like the elements<br/>
+That know not what nor why, yet do effect<br/>
+Rare issues by their operance, our souls<br/>
+Did so to one another. What she liked<br/>
+Was then of me approved, what not, condemned,<br/>
+No more arraignment. The flower that I would pluck<br/>
+And put between my breasts, O, then but beginning<br/>
+To swell about the blossom—she would long<br/>
+Till she had such another, and commit it<br/>
+To the like innocent cradle, where, phœnix-like,<br/>
+They died in perfume. On my head no toy<br/>
+But was her pattern; her affections—pretty,<br/>
+Though haply her careless wear—I followed<br/>
+For my most serious decking; had mine ear<br/>
+Stol’n some new air, or at adventure hummed one<br/>
+From musical coinage, why, it was a note<br/>
+Whereon her spirits would sojourn—rather, dwell on,<br/>
+And sing it in her slumbers. This rehearsal,<br/>
+Which fury-innocent wots well, comes in<br/>
+Like old importment’s bastard—has this end,<br/>
+That the true love ’tween maid and maid may be<br/>
+More than in sex individual.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-I am sure I shall not.</p>
-
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-Now, alacke, weake Sister,<br/>
-I must no more beleeve thee in this point<br/>
-(Though in't I know thou dost beleeve thyselfe,)<br/>
-Then I will trust a sickely appetite,<br/>
-That loathes even as it longs; but, sure, my Sister,<br/>
-If I were ripe for your perswasion, you<br/>
-Have saide enough to shake me from the Arme<br/>
-Of the all noble Theseus, for whose fortunes<br/>
-I will now in, and kneele with great assurance,<br/>
-That we, more then his Pirothous, possesse<br/>
-The high throne in his heart.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+You’re out of breath;<br/>
+And this high-speeded pace is but to say<br/>
+That you shall never, like the maid Flavina,<br/>
+Love any that’s called man.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+I am sure I shall not.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+Now, alack, weak sister,<br/>
+I must no more believe thee in this point—<br/>
+Though in ’t I know thou dost believe thyself—<br/>
+Than I will trust a sickly appetite,<br/>
+That loathes even as it longs. But sure, my sister,<br/>
+If I were ripe for your persuasion, you<br/>
+Have said enough to shake me from the arm<br/>
+Of the all-noble Theseus; for whose fortunes<br/>
+I will now in and kneel, with great assurance<br/>
+That we, more than his Pirithous, possess<br/>
+The high throne in his heart.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
 I am not<br/>
-Against your faith; yet I continew mine.  [Exeunt. Cornets.]<br/>
+Against your faith, yet I continue mine.
 </p>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 4.  (A field before Thebes.  Dead bodies lying on the
-ground.)</b></h4>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt.</i>]</p>
+
+<h3><a name="sceneI_38.4"></a><b>SCENE IV. A field before Thebes.</b></h3>
 
-<p>[A Battaile strooke within: Then a Retrait: Florish.  Then<br/>
- Enter Theseus (victor), (Herald and Attendants:) the three<br/>
- Queenes meete him, and fall on their faces before him.]<br/>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Cornets. A battle struck within; then a retreat. Flourish. Then enter, <span
+class="charname">Theseus,</span> as victor, with a <span
+class="charname">Herald,</span> other Lords, and Soldiers. The three <span
+class="charname">Queens</span> meet him and fall on their faces before him.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. QUEEN.<br/>
-To thee no starre be darke.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST QUEEN.<br/>
+To thee no star be dark!
+</p>
 
-<p>2. QUEEN.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND QUEEN.<br/>
 Both heaven and earth<br/>
-Friend thee for ever.<br/>
+Friend thee for ever!
 </p>
 
-<p>3. QUEEN.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD QUEEN.<br/>
 All the good that may<br/>
-Be wishd upon thy head, I cry Amen too't.<br/>
+Be wished upon thy head, I cry “Amen” to ’t!
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Th'imparciall Gods, who from the mounted heavens<br/>
-View us their mortall Heard, behold who erre,<br/>
-And in their time chastice: goe and finde out<br/>
-The bones of your dead Lords, and honour them<br/>
-With treble Ceremonie; rather then a gap<br/>
-Should be in their deere rights, we would supply't.<br/>
-But those we will depute, which shall invest<br/>
-You in your dignities, and even each thing<br/>
-Our hast does leave imperfect: So, adiew,<br/>
-And heavens good eyes looke on you.  What are those?  [Exeunt<br/>
-Queenes.]<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Th’ impartial gods, who from the mounted heavens<br/>
+View us their mortal herd, behold who err<br/>
+And, in their time, chastise. Go and find out<br/>
+The bones of your dead lords and honour them<br/>
+With treble ceremony, rather than a gap<br/>
+Should be in their dear rites, we would supply ’t,<br/>
+But those we will depute which shall invest<br/>
+You in your dignities and even each thing<br/>
+Our haste does leave imperfect. So, adieu,<br/>
+And heaven’s good eyes look on you.
 </p>
 
-<p>HERALD.<br/>
-Men of great quality, as may be judgd<br/>
-By their appointment; Sone of Thebs have told's<br/>
-They are Sisters children, Nephewes to the King.<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt Queens.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter a <span class="charname">Herald</span> and Soldiers bearing
+<span class="charname">Palamon</span> and <span class="charname">Arcite</span>
+on hearses.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-By'th Helme of Mars, I saw them in the war,<br/>
-Like to a paire of Lions, smeard with prey,<br/>
-Make lanes in troopes agast.  I fixt my note<br/>
-Constantly on them; for they were a marke<br/>
-Worth a god's view: what prisoner was't that told me<br/>
-When I enquired their names?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+What are those?
 </p>
 
-<p>HERALD.<br/>
-Wi'leave, they'r called Arcite and Palamon.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+HERALD.<br/>
+Men of great quality, as may be judged<br/>
+By their appointment. Some of Thebes have told ’s<br/>
+They are sisters’ children, nephews to the King.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+By th’ helm of Mars, I saw them in the war,<br/>
+Like to a pair of lions, smeared with prey,<br/>
+Make lanes in troops aghast. I fixed my note<br/>
+Constantly on them, for they were a mark<br/>
+Worth a god’s view. What prisoner was ’t that told me<br/>
+When I enquired their names?
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Tis right: those, those.  They are not dead?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+HERALD.<br/>
+Wi’ leave, they’re called Arcite and Palamon.
+</p>
 
-<p>HERALD.<br/>
-Nor in a state of life: had they bin taken,<br/>
-When their last hurts were given, twas possible  [3. Hearses<br/>
-ready.]<br/>
-They might have bin recovered; Yet they breathe<br/>
-And haue the name of men.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+’Tis right; those, those. They are not dead?
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Then like men use 'em.<br/>
-The very lees of such (millions of rates)<br/>
-Exceede the wine of others: all our Surgions<br/>
-Convent in their behoofe; our richest balmes<br/>
-Rather then niggard, waft: their lives concerne us<br/>
-Much more then Thebs is worth: rather then have 'em<br/>
-Freed of this plight, and in their morning state<br/>
-(Sound and at liberty) I would 'em dead;<br/>
-But forty thousand fold we had rather have 'em<br/>
-Prisoners to us then death.  Beare 'em speedily<br/>
-From our kinde aire, to them unkinde, and minister<br/>
-What man to man may doe—for our sake more,<br/>
-Since I have knowne frights, fury, friends beheastes,<br/>
-Loves provocations, zeale, a mistris Taske,<br/>
-Desire of liberty, a feavour, madnes,<br/>
-Hath set a marke which nature could not reach too<br/>
-Without some imposition: sicknes in will<br/>
-Or wrastling strength in reason.  For our Love<br/>
-And great Appollos mercy, all our best<br/>
-Their best skill tender.  Leade into the Citty,<br/>
-Where having bound things scatterd, we will post  [Florish.]<br/>
-To Athens for(e) our Army  [Exeunt.  Musicke.]<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+HERALD.<br/>
+Nor in a state of life. Had they been taken<br/>
+When their last hurts were given, ’twas possible<br/>
+They might have been recovered; yet they breathe<br/>
+And have the name of men.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Then like men use ’em.<br/>
+The very lees of such, millions of rates,<br/>
+Exceed the wine of others. All our surgeons<br/>
+Convent in their behoof; our richest balms,<br/>
+Rather than niggard, waste. Their lives concern us<br/>
+Much more than Thebes is worth. Rather than have ’em<br/>
+Freed of this plight, and in their morning state,<br/>
+Sound and at liberty, I would ’em dead;<br/>
+But forty-thousandfold we had rather have ’em<br/>
+Prisoners to us than death. Bear ’em speedily<br/>
+From our kind air, to them unkind, and minister<br/>
+What man to man may do, for our sake, more,<br/>
+Since I have known frights, fury, friends’ behests,<br/>
+Love’s provocations, zeal, a mistress’ task,<br/>
+Desire of liberty, a fever, madness,<br/>
+Hath set a mark which nature could not reach to<br/>
+Without some imposition, sickness in will<br/>
+O’er-wrestling strength in reason. For our love<br/>
+And great Apollo’s mercy, all our best<br/>
+Their best skill tender. Lead into the city,<br/>
+Where, having bound things scattered, we will post<br/>
+To Athens ’fore our army.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Flourish. Exeunt.</i>]</p>
+
+<h3><a name="sceneI_38.5"></a><b>SCENE V. Another part of the same, more remote
+from Thebes</b></h3>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Music. Enter the <span class="charname">Queens</span> with the hearses of their
+knights, in a funeral solemnity, &amp;c.
 </p>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 5.  (Another part of the same.)</b></h4>
+<p class="center">
+SONG.
+</p>
 
-<p>[Enter the Queenes with the Hearses of their Knightes, in a<br/>
- Funerall Solempnity, &amp;c.]<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+<i>Urns and odours bring away;<br/>
+Vapours, sighs, darken the day;<br/>
+Our dole more deadly looks than dying;<br/>
+Balms and gums and heavy cheers,<br/>
+Sacred vials filled with tears,<br/>
+And clamours through the wild air flying.</i>
 </p>
 
-<p>Vrnes and odours bring away,<br/>
-Vapours, sighes, darken the day;<br/>
-Our dole more deadly lookes than dying;<br/>
-Balmes, and Gummes, and heavy cheeres,<br/>
-Sacred vials fill'd with teares,<br/>
-And clamors through the wild ayre flying.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+<i>Come, all sad and solemn shows<br/>
+That are quick-eyed Pleasure’s foes;<br/>
+We convent naught else but woes.<br/>
+We convent naught else but woes.</i>
 </p>
 
-<p>Come all sad and solempne Showes,<br/>
-That are quick-eyd pleasures foes;<br/>
-We convent nought else but woes.<br/>
-We convent, &amp;c.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD QUEEN.<br/>
+This funeral path brings to your household’s grave.<br/>
+Joy seize on you again; peace sleep with him.
 </p>
 
-<p>3. QUEEN.<br/>
-This funeral path brings to your housholds grave:<br/>
-Ioy ceaze on you againe: peace sleepe with him.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND QUEEN.<br/>
+And this to yours.
 </p>
 
-<p>2. QUEEN.<br/>
-And this to yours.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST QUEEN.<br/>
+Yours this way. Heavens lend<br/>
+A thousand differing ways to one sure end.
+</p>
 
-<p>1. QUEEN.<br/>
-Yours this way: Heavens lend<br/>
-A thousand differing waies to one sure end.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD QUEEN.<br/>
+This world’s a city full of straying streets,<br/>
+And death’s the market-place where each one meets.
 </p>
 
-<p>3. QUEEN.<br/>
-This world's a Citty full of straying Streetes,
-And Death's the market place, where each one meetes.  [Exeunt
- severally.]</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt severally.</i>]</p>
 
-<h4>ACT II</h4>
+</div><!--end chapter-->
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 1.  (Athens.  A garden, with a prison in the background.)</b></h4>
+<div class="chapter">
 
-<p>[Enter Iailor, and Wooer.]</p>
+<h2><a name="sceneII_38.1"></a><b>ACT II</b></h2>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-I may depart with little, while I live; some thing I may cast to
-you, not much: Alas, the Prison I keepe, though it be for great
-ones, yet they seldome come; Before one Salmon, you shall take a
-number of Minnowes.  I am given out to be better lyn'd then it
-can appeare to me report is a true Speaker: I would I were really
-that I am deliverd to be.  Marry, what I have (be it what it
-will)
-I will assure upon my daughter at the day of my death.</p>
+<h3><b>SCENE I. Athens. A garden, with a castle in the background</b></h3>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Sir, I demaund no more then your owne offer, and I will estate<br/>
-your<br/>
-Daughter in what I have promised.<br/>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Jailer</span> and
+<span class="charname">Wooer</span>.
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Wel, we will talke more of this, when the solemnity is past.  But
-have you a full promise of her?  When that shall be seene, I
-tender
-my consent.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+I may depart with little while I live; something I may cast to you, not much.
+Alas, the prison I keep, though it be for great ones, yet they seldom come;
+before one salmon, you shall take a number of minnows. I am given out to be
+better lined than it can appear to me report is a true speaker. I would I were
+really that I am delivered to be. Marry, what I have, be it what it will, I
+will assure upon my daughter at the day of my death.
+</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Daughter.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+Sir, I demand no more than your own offer, and I will estate your daughter in
+what I have promised.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-I have Sir; here shee comes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Well, we will talk more of this when the solemnity is past. But have you a full
+promise of her? When that shall be seen, I tender my consent.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Your Friend and I have chanced to name you here, upon the old
-busines: But no more of that now; so soone as the Court hurry
-is over, we will have an end of it: I'th meane time looke
-tenderly to the two Prisoners.  I can tell you they are princes.</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter the Jailer’s <span class="charname">Daughter,</span> carrying rushes.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-These strewings are for their Chamber; tis pitty they are in
-prison,
-and twer pitty they should be out: I doe thinke they have
-patience
-to make any adversity asham'd; the prison it selfe is proud of
-'em;
-and they have all the world in their Chamber.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+I have sir. Here she comes.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-They are fam'd to be a paire of absolute men.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Your friend and I have chanced to name you here, upon the old business. But no
+more of that now; so soon as the court hurry is over, we will have an end of
+it. I’ th’ meantime, look tenderly to the two prisoners. I can tell you they
+are princes.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-By my troth, I think Fame but stammers 'em; they stand a greise
-above the reach of report.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+These strewings are for their chamber. ’Tis pity they are in prison, and ’twere
+pity they should be out. I do think they have patience to make any adversity
+ashamed. The prison itself is proud of ’em, and they have all the world in
+their chamber.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-I heard them reported in the Battaile to be the only doers.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+They are famed to be a pair of absolute men.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Nay, most likely, for they are noble suffrers; I mervaile how
-they
-would have lookd had they beene Victors, that with such a
-constant
-Nobility enforce a freedome out of Bondage, making misery their
-Mirth,
-and affliction a toy to jest at.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+By my troth, I think fame but stammers ’em; they stand a grise above the reach
+of report.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Doe they so?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+I heard them reported in the battle to be the only doers.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-It seemes to me they have no more sence of their Captivity, then
-I
-of ruling Athens: they eate well, looke merrily, discourse of
-many
-things, but nothing of their owne restraint, and disasters: yet
-sometime a devided sigh, martyrd as 'twer i'th deliverance, will
-breake from one of them; when the other presently gives it so
-sweete
-a rebuke, that I could wish my selfe a Sigh to be so chid, or at
-least a Sigher to be comforted.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Nay, most likely, for they are noble sufferers. I marvel how they would have
+looked had they been victors, that with such a constant nobility enforce a
+freedom out of bondage, making misery their mirth and affliction a toy to jest
+at.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-I never saw 'em.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Do they so?
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-The Duke himselfe came privately in the night,</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+It seems to me they have no more sense of their captivity than I of ruling
+Athens. They eat well, look merrily, discourse of many things, but nothing of
+their own restraint and disasters. Yet sometime a divided sigh, martyred as
+’twere i’ th’ deliverance, will break from one of them—when the other presently
+gives it so sweet a rebuke that I could wish myself a sigh to be so chid, or at
+least a sigher to be comforted.
+</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Palamon, and Arcite, above.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+I never saw ’em.
+</p>
 
-<p>and so did they: what the reason of it is, I know not: Looke,
-yonder
-they are! that's Arcite lookes out.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+The Duke himself came privately in the night, and so did they.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-No, Sir, no, that's Palamon: Arcite is the lower of the twaine;
-you
-may perceive a part of him.</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Palamon</span> and
+<span class="charname">Arcite,</span> above.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Goe too, leave your pointing; they would not make us their
-object;
-out of their sight.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+What the reason of it is, I know not. Look, yonder they are; that’s Arcite
+looks out.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-It is a holliday to looke on them: Lord, the diffrence of men!<br/>
- [Exeunt.]<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+No, sir, no, that’s Palamon. Arcite is the lower of the twain; you may perceive
+a part of him.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Go to, leave your pointing; they would not make us their object. Out of their
+sight.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+It is a holiday to look on them. Lord, the difference of men!
 </p>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 2.  (The prison)</b></h4>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Palamon, and Arcite in prison.]</p>
+<h3><a name="sceneII_38.2"></a><b>SCENE II. The prison</b></h3>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-How doe you, Noble Cosen?</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Palamon</span> and
+<span class="charname">Arcite</span> in prison.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-How doe you, Sir?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+How do you, noble cousin?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+How do you, sir?
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Why strong inough to laugh at misery,<br/>
-And beare the chance of warre, yet we are prisoners,<br/>
-I feare, for ever, Cosen.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Why, strong enough to laugh at misery<br/>
+And bear the chance of war; yet we are prisoners<br/>
+I fear for ever, cousin.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-I beleeve it,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I believe it,<br/>
 And to that destiny have patiently<br/>
-Laide up my houre to come.<br/>
+Laid up my hour to come.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-O Cosen Arcite,<br/>
-Where is Thebs now? where is our noble Country?<br/>
-Where are our friends, and kindreds? never more<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+O, cousin Arcite,<br/>
+Where is Thebes now? Where is our noble country?<br/>
+Where are our friends and kindreds? Never more<br/>
 Must we behold those comforts, never see<br/>
-The hardy youthes strive for the Games of honour<br/>
-(Hung with the painted favours of their Ladies,<br/>
-Like tall Ships under saile) then start among'st 'em<br/>
-And as an Eastwind leave 'en all behinde us,<br/>
-Like lazy Clowdes, whilst Palamon and Arcite,<br/>
-Even in the wagging of a wanton leg<br/>
-Out-stript the peoples praises, won the Garlands,<br/>
-Ere they have time to wish 'em ours.  O never<br/>
-Shall we two exercise, like Twyns of honour,<br/>
-Our Armes againe, and feele our fyry horses<br/>
-Like proud Seas under us: our good Swords now<br/>
-(Better the red-eyd god of war nev'r wore)<br/>
-Ravishd our sides, like age must run to rust,<br/>
-And decke the Temples of those gods that hate us:<br/>
-These hands shall never draw'em out like lightning,<br/>
-To blast whole Armies more.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+The hardy youths strive for the games of honour,<br/>
+Hung with the painted favours of their ladies,<br/>
+Like tall ships under sail; then start amongst ’em,<br/>
+And as an east wind leave ’em all behind us,<br/>
+Like lazy clouds, whilst Palamon and Arcite,<br/>
+Even in the wagging of a wanton leg,<br/>
+Outstripped the people’s praises, won the garlands,<br/>
+Ere they have time to wish ’em ours. O, never<br/>
+Shall we two exercise, like twins of honour,<br/>
+Our arms again, and feel our fiery horses<br/>
+Like proud seas under us! Our good swords now—<br/>
+Better the red-eyed god of war ne’er wore—<br/>
+Ravished our sides, like age must run to rust<br/>
+And deck the temples of those gods that hate us;<br/>
+These hands shall never draw ’em out like lightning<br/>
+To blast whole armies more.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 No, Palamon,<br/>
-Those hopes are Prisoners with us; here we are<br/>
-And here the graces of our youthes must wither<br/>
-Like a too-timely Spring; here age must finde us,<br/>
-And, which is heaviest, Palamon, unmarried;<br/>
-The sweete embraces of a loving wife,<br/>
-Loden with kisses, armd with thousand Cupids<br/>
-Shall never claspe our neckes, no issue know us,<br/>
-No figures of our selves shall we ev'r see,<br/>
-To glad our age, and like young Eagles teach 'em<br/>
-Boldly to gaze against bright armes, and say:<br/>
-'Remember what your fathers were, and conquer.'<br/>
-The faire-eyd Maides, shall weepe our Banishments,<br/>
-And in their Songs, curse ever-blinded fortune,<br/>
-Till shee for shame see what a wrong she has done<br/>
-To youth and nature.  This is all our world;<br/>
+Those hopes are prisoners with us. Here we are,<br/>
+And here the graces of our youths must wither<br/>
+Like a too-timely spring; here age must find us<br/>
+And, which is heaviest, Palamon, unmarried.<br/>
+The sweet embraces of a loving wife,<br/>
+Loaden with kisses, armed with thousand Cupids,<br/>
+Shall never clasp our necks; no issue know us,<br/>
+No figures of ourselves shall we e’er see,<br/>
+To glad our age, and like young eagles teach ’em<br/>
+Boldly to gaze against bright arms and say<br/>
+“Remember what your fathers were, and conquer!”<br/>
+The fair-eyed maids shall weep our banishments<br/>
+And in their songs curse ever-blinded Fortune<br/>
+Till she for shame see what a wrong she has done<br/>
+To youth and nature. This is all our world.<br/>
 We shall know nothing here but one another,<br/>
-Heare nothing but the Clocke that tels our woes.<br/>
-The Vine shall grow, but we shall never see it:<br/>
-Sommer shall come, and with her all delights;<br/>
-But dead-cold winter must inhabite here still.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Tis too true, Arcite.  To our Theban houndes,<br/>
-That shooke the aged Forrest with their ecchoes,<br/>
-No more now must we halloa, no more shake<br/>
-Our pointed Iavelyns, whilst the angry Swine<br/>
-Flyes like a parthian quiver from our rages,<br/>
-Strucke with our well-steeld Darts: All valiant uses<br/>
-(The foode, and nourishment of noble mindes,)<br/>
-In us two here shall perish; we shall die<br/>
-(Which is the curse of honour) lastly<br/>
-Children of greife, and Ignorance.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Yet, Cosen,<br/>
+Hear nothing but the clock that tells our woes.<br/>
+The vine shall grow, but we shall never see it;<br/>
+Summer shall come, and with her all delights,<br/>
+But dead-cold winter must inhabit here still.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+’Tis too true, Arcite. To our Theban hounds<br/>
+That shook the aged forest with their echoes<br/>
+No more now must we hallow, no more shake<br/>
+Our pointed javelins whilst the angry swine<br/>
+Flies like a Parthian quiver from our rages,<br/>
+Struck with our well-steeled darts. All valiant uses,<br/>
+The food and nourishment of noble minds,<br/>
+In us two here shall perish; we shall die,<br/>
+Which is the curse of honour, lastly,<br/>
+Children of grief and ignorance.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Yet, cousin,<br/>
 Even from the bottom of these miseries,<br/>
 From all that fortune can inflict upon us,<br/>
-I see two comforts rysing, two meere blessings,<br/>
+I see two comforts rising, two mere blessings,<br/>
 If the gods please: to hold here a brave patience,<br/>
-And the enjoying of our greefes together.<br/>
+And the enjoying of our griefs together.<br/>
 Whilst Palamon is with me, let me perish<br/>
-If I thinke this our prison.<br/>
+If I think this our prison!
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Certeinly,<br/>
-Tis a maine goodnes, Cosen, that our fortunes<br/>
-Were twyn'd together; tis most true, two soules<br/>
-Put in two noble Bodies—let 'em suffer<br/>
-The gaule of hazard, so they grow together—<br/>
-Will never sincke; they must not, say they could:<br/>
-A willing man dies sleeping, and all's done.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Certainly<br/>
+’Tis a main goodness, cousin, that our fortunes<br/>
+Were twined together; ’tis most true, two souls<br/>
+Put in two noble bodies, let ’em suffer<br/>
+The gall of hazard, so they grow together,<br/>
+Will never sink; they must not, say they could.<br/>
+A willing man dies sleeping and all’s done.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 Shall we make worthy uses of this place<br/>
-That all men hate so much?<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-How, gentle Cosen?</p>
-
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Let's thinke this prison holy sanctuary,<br/>
-To keepe us from corruption of worse men.<br/>
-We are young and yet desire the waies of honour,<br/>
-That liberty and common Conversation,<br/>
-The poyson of pure spirits, might like women<br/>
-Wooe us to wander from.  What worthy blessing<br/>
-Can be but our Imaginations<br/>
-May make it ours?  And heere being thus together,<br/>
-We are an endles mine to one another;<br/>
-We are one anothers wife, ever begetting<br/>
-New birthes of love; we are father, friends, acquaintance;<br/>
-We are, in one another, Families,<br/>
-I am your heire, and you are mine: This place<br/>
-Is our Inheritance, no hard Oppressour<br/>
-Dare take this from us; here, with a little patience,<br/>
-We shall live long, and loving: No surfeits seeke us:<br/>
-The hand of war hurts none here, nor the Seas<br/>
-Swallow their youth: were we at liberty,<br/>
-A wife might part us lawfully, or busines;<br/>
-Quarrels consume us, Envy of ill men<br/>
-Grave our acquaintance; I might sicken, Cosen,<br/>
+That all men hate so much?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+How, gentle cousin?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Let’s think this prison holy sanctuary,<br/>
+To keep us from corruption of worse men.<br/>
+We are young and yet desire the ways of honour;<br/>
+That liberty and common conversation,<br/>
+The poison of pure spirits, might like women,<br/>
+Woo us to wander from. What worthy blessing<br/>
+Can be but our imaginations<br/>
+May make it ours? And here being thus together,<br/>
+We are an endless mine to one another;<br/>
+We are one another’s wife, ever begetting<br/>
+New births of love; we are father, friends, acquaintance;<br/>
+We are, in one another, families;<br/>
+I am your heir, and you are mine. This place<br/>
+Is our inheritance; no hard oppressor<br/>
+Dare take this from us; here with a little patience<br/>
+We shall live long and loving. No surfeits seek us;<br/>
+The hand of war hurts none here, nor the seas<br/>
+Swallow their youth. Were we at liberty,<br/>
+A wife might part us lawfully, or business;<br/>
+Quarrels consume us; envy of ill men<br/>
+Crave our acquaintance. I might sicken, cousin,<br/>
 Where you should never know it, and so perish<br/>
-Without your noble hand to close mine eies,<br/>
-Or praiers to the gods: a thousand chaunces,<br/>
-Were we from hence, would seaver us.<br/>
+Without your noble hand to close mine eyes,<br/>
+Or prayers to the gods. A thousand chances,<br/>
+Were we from hence, would sever us.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-You have made me<br/>
-(I thanke you, Cosen Arcite) almost wanton<br/>
-With my Captivity: what a misery<br/>
-It is to live abroade, and every where!<br/>
-Tis like a Beast, me thinkes: I finde the Court here—<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+You have made me—<br/>
+I thank you, cousin Arcite—almost wanton<br/>
+With my captivity. What a misery<br/>
+It is to live abroad and everywhere!<br/>
+’Tis like a beast, methinks. I find the court here,<br/>
 I am sure, a more content; and all those pleasures<br/>
-That wooe the wils of men to vanity,<br/>
+That woo the wills of men to vanity<br/>
 I see through now, and am sufficient<br/>
-To tell the world, tis but a gaudy shaddow,<br/>
-That old Time, as he passes by, takes with him.<br/>
-What had we bin, old in the Court of Creon,<br/>
-Where sin is Iustice, lust and ignorance<br/>
-The vertues of the great ones! Cosen Arcite,<br/>
+To tell the world ’tis but a gaudy shadow<br/>
+That old Time as he passes by takes with him.<br/>
+What had we been, old in the court of Creon,<br/>
+Where sin is justice, lust and ignorance<br/>
+The virtues of the great ones? Cousin Arcite,<br/>
 Had not the loving gods found this place for us,<br/>
-We had died as they doe, ill old men, unwept,<br/>
-And had their Epitaphes, the peoples Curses:<br/>
-Shall I say more?<br/>
+We had died as they do, ill old men, unwept,<br/>
+And had their epitaphs, the people’s curses.<br/>
+Shall I say more?
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-I would heare you still.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I would hear you still.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 Ye shall.<br/>
-Is there record of any two that lov'd<br/>
-Better then we doe, Arcite?<br/>
+Is there record of any two that loved<br/>
+Better than we do, Arcite?
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Sure, there cannot.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Sure, there cannot.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-I doe not thinke it possible our friendship<br/>
-Should ever leave us.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+I do not think it possible our friendship<br/>
+Should ever leave us.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Till our deathes it cannot;</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Till our deaths it cannot;
+</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Emilia and her woman (below).]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Emilia</span> and her
+<span class="charname">Woman</span>, below.
+</p>
 
-<p>And after death our spirits shall be led<br/>
-To those that love eternally.  Speake on, Sir.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+And after death our spirits shall be led<br/>
+To those that love eternally. Speak on, sir.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-This garden has a world of pleasures in't.<br/>
-What Flowre is this?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+This garden has a world of pleasures in’t.<br/>
+What flower is this?
 </p>
 
-<p>WOMAN.<br/>
-Tis calld Narcissus, Madam.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOMAN.<br/>
+’Tis called narcissus, madam.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-That was a faire Boy, certaine, but a foole,<br/>
-To love himselfe; were there not maides enough?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+That was a fair boy, certain, but a fool,<br/>
+To love himself. Were there not maids enough?
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Pray forward.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Pray, forward.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Yes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Yes.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Or were they all hard hearted?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Or were they all hard-hearted?
+</p>
 
-<p>WOMAN.<br/>
-They could not be to one so faire.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOMAN.<br/>
+They could not be to one so fair.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Thou wouldst not.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Thou wouldst not.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOMAN.<br/>
-I thinke I should not, Madam.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOMAN.<br/>
+I think I should not, madam.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-That's a good wench:<br/>
-But take heede to your kindnes though.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+That’s a good wench.<br/>
+But take heed to your kindness, though.
 </p>
 
-<p>WOMAN.<br/>
-Why, Madam?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOMAN.<br/>
+Why, madam?
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Men are mad things.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Men are mad things.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Will ye goe forward, Cosen?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Will ye go forward, cousin?
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Canst not thou worke such flowers in silke, wench?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Canst not thou work such flowers in silk, wench?
+</p>
 
-<p>WOMAN.<br/>
-Yes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOMAN.<br/>
+Yes.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Ile have a gowne full of 'em, and of these;<br/>
-This is a pretty colour, wilt not doe<br/>
-Rarely upon a Skirt, wench?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+I’ll have a gown full of ’em, and of these.<br/>
+This is a pretty colour; will ’t not do<br/>
+Rarely upon a skirt, wench?
 </p>
 
-<p>WOMAN.<br/>
-Deinty, Madam.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOMAN.<br/>
+Dainty, madam.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Cosen, Cosen, how doe you, Sir?  Why, Palamon?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Cousin, cousin! How do you, sir? Why, Palamon!
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Never till now I was in prison, Arcite.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Never till now I was in prison, Arcite.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Why whats the matter, Man?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Why, what’s the matter, man?
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Behold, and wonder.<br/>
-By heaven, shee is a Goddesse.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Behold, and wonder!<br/>
+By heaven, she is a goddess.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Ha.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Ha!
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Doe reverence.  She is a Goddesse, Arcite.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Do reverence. She is a goddess, Arcite.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Of all Flowres, me thinkes a Rose is best.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Of all flowers,<br/>
+Methinks a rose is best.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOMAN.<br/>
-Why, gentle Madam?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOMAN.<br/>
+Why, gentle madam?
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-It is the very Embleme of a Maide.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+It is the very emblem of a maid.<br/>
 For when the west wind courts her gently,<br/>
-How modestly she blowes, and paints the Sun,<br/>
-With her chaste blushes!  When the North comes neere her,<br/>
-Rude and impatient, then, like Chastity,<br/>
-Shee lockes her beauties in her bud againe,<br/>
-And leaves him to base briers.<br/>
+How modestly she blows and paints the sun<br/>
+With her chaste blushes! When the north comes near her,<br/>
+Rude and impatient, then, like chastity,<br/>
+She locks her beauties in her bud again,<br/>
+And leaves him to base briers.
 </p>
 
-<p>WOMAN.<br/>
-Yet, good Madam,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+WOMAN.<br/>
+Yet, good madam,<br/>
 Sometimes her modesty will blow so far<br/>
-She fals for't: a Mayde,<br/>
-If shee have any honour, would be loth<br/>
-To take example by her.<br/>
+She falls for ’t. A maid,<br/>
+If she have any honour, would be loath<br/>
+To take example by her.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Thou art wanton.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Thou art wanton.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-She is wondrous faire.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+She is wondrous fair.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-She is beauty extant.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+She is all the beauty extant.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-The Sun grows high, lets walk in: keep these flowers;<br/>
-Weele see how neere Art can come neere their colours.<br/>
-I am wondrous merry hearted, I could laugh now.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+The sun grows high; let’s walk in. Keep these flowers.<br/>
+We’ll see how near art can come near their colours.<br/>
+I am wondrous merry-hearted. I could laugh now.
 </p>
 
-<p>WOMAN.<br/>
-I could lie downe, I am sure.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOMAN.<br/>
+I could lie down, I am sure.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-And take one with you?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+And take one with you?
+</p>
 
-<p>WOMAN.<br/>
-That's as we bargaine, Madam.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOMAN.<br/>
+That’s as we bargain, madam.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Well, agree then.  [Exeunt Emilia and woman.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Well, agree then.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-What thinke you of this beauty?</p>
+<p class="right">
+[<i>Exeunt <span class="charname">Emilia</span> and
+<span class="charname">Woman</span>.</i>]
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+What think you of this beauty?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Tis a rare one.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+’Tis a rare one.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Is't but a rare one?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Is’t but a rare one?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Yes, a matchles beauty.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Yes, a matchles beauty.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Might not a man well lose himselfe and love her?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Might not a man well lose himself, and love her?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-I cannot tell what you have done, I have;<br/>
-Beshrew mine eyes for't: now I feele my Shackles.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I cannot tell what you have done; I have,<br/>
+Beshrew mine eyes for’t! Now I feel my shackles.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-You love her, then?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+You love her, then?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Who would not?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Who would not?
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-And desire her?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+And desire her?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Before my liberty.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Before my liberty.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-I saw her first.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+I saw her first.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-That's nothing.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+That’s nothing.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-But it shall be.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+But it shall be.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-I saw her too.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I saw her too.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Yes, but you must not love her.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Yes, but you must not love her.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-I will not as you doe, to worship her,<br/>
-As she is heavenly, and a blessed Goddes;<br/>
-I love her as a woman, to enjoy her:<br/>
-So both may love.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I will not, as you do, to worship her<br/>
+As she is heavenly and a blessed goddess.<br/>
+I love her as a woman, to enjoy her.<br/>
+So both may love.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-You shall not love at all.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+You shall not love at all.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Not love at all!<br/>
-Who shall deny me?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Not love at all! Who shall deny me?
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-I, that first saw her; I, that tooke possession<br/>
-First with mine eyes of all those beauties<br/>
-In her reveald to mankinde: if thou lou'st her,<br/>
-Or entertain'st a hope to blast my wishes,<br/>
-Thou art a Traytour, Arcite, and a fellow<br/>
-False as thy Title to her: friendship, blood,<br/>
-And all the tyes betweene us I disclaime,<br/>
-If thou once thinke upon her.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+I, that first saw her; I that took possession<br/>
+First with mine eye of all those beauties in her <br/>
+Revealed to mankind. If thou lovest her,<br/>
+Or entertain’st a hope to blast my wishes,<br/>
+Thou art a traitor, Arcite, and a fellow<br/>
+False as thy title to her. Friendship, blood,<br/>
+And all the ties between us, I disclaim<br/>
+If thou once think upon her.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Yes, I love her,<br/>
-And if the lives of all my name lay on it,<br/>
-I must doe so; I love her with my soule:<br/>
-If that will lose ye, farewell, Palamon;<br/>
-I say againe, I love, and in loving her maintaine<br/>
-I am as worthy and as free a lover,<br/>
-And have as just a title to her beauty<br/>
-As any Palamon or any living<br/>
-That is a mans Sonne.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Yes, I love her;<br/>
+And, if the lives of all my name lay on it,<br/>
+I must do so; I love her with my soul.<br/>
+If that will lose ye, farewell, Palamon.<br/>
+I say again, I love, and in loving her maintain<br/>
+I am as worthy and as free a lover<br/>
+And have as just a title to her beauty,<br/>
+As any Palamon, or any living<br/>
+That is a man’s son.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Have I cald thee friend?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Have I called thee friend?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Yes, and have found me so; why are you mov'd thus?<br/>
-Let me deale coldly with you: am not I<br/>
-Part of your blood, part of your soule? you have told me<br/>
-That I was Palamon, and you were Arcite.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Yes, and have found me so. Why are you moved thus?<br/>
+Let me deal coldly with you: am not I<br/>
+Part of your blood, part of your soul? You have told me<br/>
+That I was Palamon and you were Arcite.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Yes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Yes.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 Am not I liable to those affections,<br/>
-Those joyes, greifes, angers, feares, my friend shall suffer?<br/>
+Those joys, griefs, angers, fears, my friend shall suffer?
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Ye may be.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Ye may be.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Why, then, would you deale so cunningly,<br/>
-So strangely, so vnlike a noble kinesman,<br/>
-To love alone? speake truely: doe you thinke me<br/>
-Vnworthy of her sight?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Why then would you deal so cunningly,<br/>
+So strangely, so unlike a noble kinsman,<br/>
+To love alone? Speak truly; do you think me<br/>
+Unworthy of her sight?
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 No; but unjust,<br/>
-If thou pursue that sight.<br/>
+If thou pursue that sight.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Because an other<br/>
-First sees the Enemy, shall I stand still<br/>
-And let mine honour downe, and never charge?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Because another<br/>
+First sees the enemy, shall I stand still<br/>
+And let mine honour down, and never charge?
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Yes, if he be but one.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Yes, if he be but one.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 But say that one<br/>
-Had rather combat me?<br/>
+Had rather combat me?
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 Let that one say so,<br/>
-And use thy freedome; els if thou pursuest her,<br/>
-Be as that cursed man that hates his Country,<br/>
-A branded villaine.<br/>
+And use thy freedom. Else, if thou pursuest her,<br/>
+Be as that cursed man that hates his country,<br/>
+A branded villain.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-You are mad.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+You are mad.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 I must be,<br/>
-Till thou art worthy, Arcite; it concernes me,<br/>
+Till thou art worthy, Arcite; it concernes me;<br/>
 And in this madnes, if I hazard thee<br/>
-And take thy life, I deale but truely.<br/>
+And take thy life, I deal but truely.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Fie, Sir,<br/>
-You play the Childe extreamely: I will love her,<br/>
-I must, I ought to doe so, and I dare;<br/>
-And all this justly.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Fie, sir!<br/>
+You play the child extremely. I will love her;<br/>
+I must, I ought to do so, and I dare,<br/>
+And all this justly.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-O that now, that now<br/>
-Thy false-selfe and thy friend had but this fortune,<br/>
-To be one howre at liberty, and graspe<br/>
-Our good Swords in our hands! I would quickly teach thee<br/>
-What 'twer to filch affection from another:<br/>
-Thou art baser in it then a Cutpurse;<br/>
-Put but thy head out of this window more,<br/>
-And as I have a soule, Ile naile thy life too't.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+O, that now, that now,<br/>
+Thy false self and thy friend had but this fortune,<br/>
+To be one hour at liberty, and grasp<br/>
+Our good swords in our hands! I would quickly teach thee<br/>
+What ’twere to filch affection from another!<br/>
+Thou art baser in it than a cutpurse.<br/>
+Put but thy head out of this window more<br/>
+And, as I have a soul, I’ll nail thy life to ’t.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Thou dar'st not, foole, thou canst not, thou art feeble.<br/>
-Put my head out?  Ile throw my Body out,<br/>
-And leape the garden, when I see her next<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Thou dar’st not, fool, thou canst not, thou art feeble.<br/>
+Put my head out? I’ll throw my body out<br/>
+And leap the garden, when I see her next<br/>
+And pitch between her arms, to anger thee.
 </p>
 
-<p>[Enter Keeper.]</p>
-
-<p>And pitch between her armes to anger thee.</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Jailer</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-No more; the keeper's comming; I shall live<br/>
-To knocke thy braines out with my Shackles.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+No more; the keeper’s coming. I shall live<br/>
+To knock thy brains out with my shackles.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Doe.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Do!
+</p>
 
-<p>KEEPER.<br/>
-By your leave, Gentlemen—</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+By your leave, gentlemen.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Now, honest keeper?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Now, honest keeper?
+</p>
 
-<p>KEEPER.<br/>
-Lord Arcite, you must presently to'th Duke;<br/>
-The cause I know not yet.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Lord Arcite, you must presently to th’ Duke;<br/>
+The cause I know not yet.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-I am ready, keeper.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I am ready, keeper.
+</p>
 
-<p>KEEPER.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
 Prince Palamon, I must awhile bereave you<br/>
-Of your faire Cosens Company.  [Exeunt Arcite, and Keeper.]<br/>
+Of your fair cousin’s company.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">
+[<i>Exeunt <span class="charname">Arcite</span> and
+<span class="charname">Jailer</span>.</i>]
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 And me too,<br/>
-Even when you please, of life.  Why is he sent for?<br/>
-It may be he shall marry her; he's goodly,<br/>
+Even when you please, of life.—Why is he sent for?<br/>
+It may be he shall marry her; he’s goodly,<br/>
 And like enough the Duke hath taken notice<br/>
-Both of his blood and body: But his falsehood!<br/>
-Why should a friend be treacherous?  If that<br/>
-Get him a wife so noble, and so faire,<br/>
-Let honest men ne're love againe.  Once more<br/>
-I would but see this faire One.  Blessed Garden,<br/>
-And fruite, and flowers more blessed, that still blossom<br/>
-As her bright eies shine on ye! would I were,<br/>
+Both of his blood and body. But his falsehood!<br/>
+Why should a friend be treacherous? If that<br/>
+Get him a wife so noble and so fair,<br/>
+Let honest men ne’er love again. Once more<br/>
+I would but see this fair one. Blessed garden<br/>
+And fruit and flowers more blessed that still blossom<br/>
+As her bright eyes shine on ye! Would I were,<br/>
 For all the fortune of my life hereafter,<br/>
-Yon little Tree, yon blooming Apricocke;<br/>
-How I would spread, and fling my wanton armes<br/>
-In at her window; I would bring her fruite<br/>
-Fit for the Gods to feed on: youth and pleasure<br/>
-Still as she tasted should be doubled on her,<br/>
-And if she be not heavenly, I would make her<br/>
-So neere the Gods in nature, they should feare her,<br/>
+Yon little tree, yon blooming apricock!<br/>
+How I would spread and fling my wanton arms<br/>
+In at her window! I would bring her fruit<br/>
+Fit for the gods to feed on; youth and pleasure<br/>
+Still as she tasted should be doubled on her;<br/>
+And, if she be not heavenly, I would make her<br/>
+So near the gods in nature, they should fear her.
 </p>
 
-<p>[Enter Keeper.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Jailer</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>And then I am sure she would love me.  How now, keeper.<br/>
-Wher's Arcite?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+And then I am sure she would love me. How now, keeper?<br/>
+Where’s Arcite?
 </p>
 
-<p>KEEPER.<br/>
-Banishd: Prince Pirithous<br/>
-Obtained his liberty; but never more<br/>
-Vpon his oth and life must he set foote<br/>
-Vpon this Kingdome.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Banished. Prince Pirithous<br/>
+Obtained his liberty, but never more<br/>
+Upon his oath and life must he set foot<br/>
+Upon this kingdom.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Hees a blessed man!<br/>
-He shall see Thebs againe, and call to Armes<br/>
-The bold yong men, that, when he bids 'em charge,<br/>
-Fall on like fire: Arcite shall have a Fortune,<br/>
-If he dare make himselfe a worthy Lover,<br/>
-Yet in the Feild to strike a battle for her;<br/>
-And if he lose her then, he's a cold Coward;<br/>
-How bravely may he beare himselfe to win her<br/>
-If he be noble Arcite—thousand waies.<br/>
-Were I at liberty, I would doe things<br/>
-Of such a vertuous greatnes, that this Lady,<br/>
-This blushing virgine, should take manhood to her<br/>
-And seeke to ravish me.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+He’s a blessed man.<br/>
+He shall see Thebes again, and call to arms<br/>
+The bold young men that, when he bids ’em charge,<br/>
+Fall on like fire. Arcite shall have a fortune,<br/>
+If he dare make himself a worthy lover,<br/>
+Yet in the field to strike a battle for her;<br/>
+And, if he lose her then, he’s a cold coward.<br/>
+How bravely may he bear himself to win her<br/>
+If he be noble Arcite, thousand ways!<br/>
+Were I at liberty, I would do things<br/>
+Of such a virtuous greatness that this lady,<br/>
+This blushing virgin, should take manhood to her<br/>
+And seek to ravish me.
 </p>
 
-<p>KEEPER.<br/>
-My Lord for you<br/>
-I have this charge too—<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+My lord for you<br/>
+I have this charge to—
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-To discharge my life?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+To discharge my life?
+</p>
 
-<p>KEEPER.<br/>
-No, but from this place to remoove your Lordship:<br/>
-The windowes are too open.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+No, but from this place to remove your lordship;<br/>
+The windows are too open.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Devils take 'em,<br/>
-That are so envious to me! pre'thee kill me.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Devils take ’em,<br/>
+That are so envious to me! Prithee, kill me.
 </p>
 
-<p>KEEPER.<br/>
-And hang for't afterward.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+And hang for’t afterward!
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 By this good light,<br/>
-Had I a sword I would kill thee.<br/>
+Had I a sword I would kill thee.
 </p>
 
-<p>KEEPER.<br/>
-Why, my Lord?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Why, my Lord?
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Thou bringst such pelting scuruy news continually<br/>
-Thou art not worthy life.  I will not goe.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Thou bringst such pelting, scurvy news continually,<br/>
+Thou art not worthy life. I will not go.
 </p>
 
-<p>KEEPER.<br/>
-Indeede, you must, my Lord.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Indeed, you must, my lord.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-May I see the garden?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+May I see the garden?
+</p>
 
-<p>KEEPER.<br/>
-Noe.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+No.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Then I am resolud, I will not goe.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Then I am resolved, I will not go.
+</p>
 
-<p>KEEPER.<br/>
-I must constraine you then: and for you are dangerous,<br/>
-Ile clap more yrons on you.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+I must constrain you then; and, for you are dangerous,<br/>
+I’ll clap more irons on you.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Doe, good keeper.<br/>
-Ile shake 'em so, ye shall not sleepe;<br/>
-Ile make ye a new Morrisse: must I goe?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Do, good keeper.<br/>
+I’ll shake ’em so, ye shall not sleep;<br/>
+I’ll make you a new morris. Must I go?
 </p>
 
-<p>KEEPER.<br/>
-There is no remedy.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+There is no remedy.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Farewell, kinde window.<br/>
-May rude winde never hurt thee.  O, my Lady,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Farewell, kind window.<br/>
+May rude wind never hurt thee!—O, my lady,<br/>
 If ever thou hast felt what sorrow was,<br/>
-Dreame how I suffer.  Come; now bury me.  [Exeunt Palamon, and<br/>
-Keeper.]<br/>
+Dream how I suffer.—Come, now bury me.
 </p>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 3.  (The country near Athens.)</b></h4>
+<p class="right">
+[<i>Exeunt <span class="charname">Palamon</span> and
+<span class="charname">Jailer</span>.</i>]
+</p>
+
+<h3><a name="sceneII_38.3"></a><b>SCENE III. The country near Athens</b></h3>
 
-<p>[Enter Arcite.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Arcite</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Banishd the kingdome? tis a benefit,<br/>
-A mercy I must thanke 'em for, but banishd<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Banished the kingdom? ’Tis a benefit,<br/>
+A mercy I must thank ’em for; but banished<br/>
 The free enjoying of that face I die for,<br/>
-Oh twas a studdied punishment, a death<br/>
-Beyond Imagination: Such a vengeance<br/>
+O, ’twas a studied punishment, a death<br/>
+Beyond imagination, such a vengeance<br/>
 That, were I old and wicked, all my sins<br/>
-Could never plucke upon me.  Palamon,<br/>
-Thou ha'st the Start now, thou shalt stay and see<br/>
-Her bright eyes breake each morning gainst thy window,<br/>
-And let in life into thee; thou shalt feede<br/>
-Vpon the sweetenes of a noble beauty,<br/>
-That nature nev'r exceeded, nor nev'r shall:<br/>
-Good gods! what happines has Palamon!<br/>
-Twenty to one, hee'le come to speake to her,<br/>
-And if she be as gentle as she's faire,<br/>
-I know she's his; he has a Tongue will tame<br/>
-Tempests, and make the wild Rockes wanton.<br/>
+Could never pluck upon me. Palamon,<br/>
+Thou hast the start now; thou shalt stay and see<br/>
+Her bright eyes break each morning ’gainst thy window<br/>
+And let in life into thee; thou shalt feed<br/>
+Upon the sweetness of a noble beauty<br/>
+That nature ne’er exceeded nor ne’er shall.<br/>
+Good gods, what happiness has Palamon!<br/>
+Twenty to one, he’ll come to speak to her;<br/>
+And if she be as gentle as she’s fair,<br/>
+I know she’s his; he has a tongue will tame<br/>
+Tempests and make the wild rocks wanton.<br/>
 Come what can come,<br/>
-The worst is death; I will not leave the Kingdome.<br/>
-I know mine owne is but a heape of ruins,<br/>
-And no redresse there; if I goe, he has her.<br/>
-I am resolu'd an other shape shall make me,<br/>
-Or end my fortunes.  Either way, I am happy:<br/>
-Ile see her, and be neere her, or no more.<br/>
+The worst is death; I will not leave the kingdom.<br/>
+I know mine own is but a heap of ruins,<br/>
+And no redress there. If I go, he has her.<br/>
+I am resolved another shape shall make me<br/>
+Or end my fortunes. Either way I am happy.<br/>
+I’ll see her and be near her, or no more.
 </p>
 
-<p>[Enter 4. Country people, &amp; one with a garlond before them.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter four <span class="charname">Countrymen,</span> and one with a garland
+before them.
+</p>
 
-<p>1. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-My Masters, ile be there, that's certaine</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+My masters, I’ll be there, that’s certain.
+</p>
 
-<p>2. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-And Ile be there.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+And I’ll be there.
+</p>
 
-<p>3. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-And I.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+And I.
+</p>
 
-<p>4. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-Why, then, have with ye, Boyes; Tis but a chiding.<br/>
-Let the plough play to day, ile tick'lt out<br/>
-Of the Iades tailes to morrow.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+Why, then, have with you, boys. ’Tis but a chiding.<br/>
+Let the plough play today; I’ll tickle ’t out<br/>
+Of the jades’ tails tomorrow.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN<br/>
 I am sure<br/>
-To have my wife as jealous as a Turkey:<br/>
-But that's all one; ile goe through, let her mumble.<br/>
+To have my wife as jealous as a turkey,<br/>
+But that’s all one. I’ll go through; let her mumble.
 </p>
 
-<p>2. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-Clap her aboard to morrow night, and stoa her,<br/>
-And all's made up againe.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+Clap her aboard tomorrow night, and stow her,<br/>
+And all’s made up again.
 </p>
 
-<p>3. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-I, doe but put a feskue in her fist, and you shall see her<br/>
-Take a new lesson out, and be a good wench.<br/>
-Doe we all hold against the Maying?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+Ay, do but put<br/>
+A fescue in her fist and you shall see her<br/>
+Take a new lesson out and be a good wench.<br/>
+Do we all hold against the Maying?
 </p>
 
-<p>4. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-Hold? what should aile us?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+Hold?<br/>
+What should ail us?
+</p>
 
-<p>3. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-Arcas will be there.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+Arcas will be there.
+</p>
 
-<p>2. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN<br/>
 And Sennois.<br/>
-And Rycas, and 3. better lads nev'r dancd<br/>
-Under green Tree.  And yee know what wenches: ha?<br/>
-But will the dainty Domine, the Schoolemaster,<br/>
-Keep touch, doe you thinke? for he do's all, ye know.<br/>
+And Rycas; and three better lads ne’er danced<br/>
+Under green tree. And ye know what wenches, ha?<br/>
+But will the dainty domine, the schoolmaster,<br/>
+Keep touch, do you think? For he does all, ye know.
 </p>
 
-<p>3. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-Hee'l eate a hornebooke ere he faile: goe too, the matter's too
-farre driven betweene him and the Tanners daughter, to let slip
-now, and she must see the Duke, and she must daunce too.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+He’ll eat a hornbook ere he fail. Go to;<br/>
+The matter’s too far driven between him<br/>
+And the tanner’s daughter to let slip now;<br/>
+And she must see the Duke, and she must dance too.
+</p>
 
-<p>4. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-Shall we be lusty?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+Shall we be lusty?
+</p>
 
-<p>2. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-All the Boyes in Athens blow wind i'th breech on's, and heere ile
-be and there ile be, for our Towne, and here againe, and there
-againe:
-ha, Boyes, heigh for the weavers.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+All the boys in Athens<br/>
+Blow wind i’ th’ breech on ’s. And here I’ll be,<br/>
+And there I’ll be, for our town, and here again,<br/>
+And there again. Ha, boys, hey for the weavers!
+</p>
 
-<p>1. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-This must be done i'th woods.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+This must be done i’ th’ woods.
+</p>
 
-<p>4. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-O, pardon me.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+O, pardon me.
+</p>
 
-<p>2. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-By any meanes, our thing of learning saies so:<br/>
-Where he himselfe will edifie the Duke<br/>
-Most parlously in our behalfes: hees excellent i'th woods;<br/>
-Bring him to'th plaines, his learning makes no cry.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+By any means; our thing of learning says so—<br/>
+Where he himself will edify the Duke<br/>
+Most parlously in our behalfs. He’s excellent i’ th’ woods;<br/>
+Bring him to th’ plains, his learning makes no cry.
 </p>
 
-<p>3. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-Weele see the sports, then; every man to's Tackle:<br/>
-And, Sweete Companions, lets rehearse by any meanes,<br/>
-Before the Ladies see us, and doe sweetly,<br/>
-And God knows what May come on't.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+We’ll see the sports, then every man to ’s tackle;<br/>
+And, sweet companions, let’s rehearse, by any means,<br/>
+Before the ladies see us, and do sweetly,<br/>
+And God knows what may come on ’t.
 </p>
 
-<p>4. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-Content; the sports once ended, wee'l performe.<br/>
-Away, Boyes and hold.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+Content; the sports once ended, we’ll perform.<br/>
+Away, boys, and hold.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-By your leaves, honest friends: pray you, whither goe you?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+By your leaves, honest friends: pray you, whither go you?
+</p>
 
-<p>4. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-Whither? why, what a question's that?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+Whither? Why, what a question’s that?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Yes, tis a question, to me that know not.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Yes, ’tis a question<br/>
+To me that know not.</p>
 
-<p>3. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-To the Games, my Friend.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+To the games, my friend.
+</p>
 
-<p>2. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-Where were you bred, you know it not?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+Where were you bred, you know it not?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Not farre, Sir,<br/>
-Are there such Games to day?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Not far, sir;<br/>
+Are there such games today?
 </p>
 
-<p>1. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-Yes, marry, are there:<br/>
-And such as you neuer saw; The Duke himselfe<br/>
-Will be in person there.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+Yes, marry, are there,<br/>
+And such as you never saw; The Duke himself<br/>
+Will be in person there.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-What pastimes are they?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+What pastimes are they?
+</p>
 
-<p>2. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-Wrastling, and Running.—Tis a pretty Fellow.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+Wrestling, and running.—’Tis a pretty fellow.
+</p>
 
-<p>3. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-Thou wilt not goe along?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+Thou wilt not go along?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Not yet, Sir.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Not yet, sir.
+</p>
 
-<p>4. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-Well, Sir,<br/>
-Take your owne time: come, Boyes.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+Well, sir,<br/>
+Take your own time. Come, boys.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-My minde misgives me;<br/>
-This fellow has a veng'ance tricke o'th hip:<br/>
-Marke how his Bodi's made for't<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+My mind misgives me,<br/>
+This fellow has a vengeance trick o’ th’ hip;<br/>
+Mark how his body’s made for ’t.
 </p>
 
-<p>2. COUNTREYMAN<br/>
-Ile be hangd, though,<br/>
-If he dare venture; hang him, plumb porredge,<br/>
-He wrastle? he rost eggs! Come, lets be gon, Lads.  [Exeunt.]<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN<br/>
+I’ll be hanged, though,<br/>
+If he dare venture. Hang him, plum porridge!<br/>
+He wrestle? He roast eggs! Come, let’s be gone, lads.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-This is an offerd oportunity<br/>
-I durst not wish for.  Well I could have wrestled,<br/>
-The best men calld it excellent, and run—<br/>
-Swifter the winde upon a feild of Corne<br/>
-(Curling the wealthy eares) never flew: Ile venture,<br/>
-And in some poore disguize be there; who knowes<br/>
-Whether my browes may not be girt with garlands?<br/>
-And happines preferre me to a place,<br/>
-Where I may ever dwell in sight of her.  [Exit Arcite.]<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt <span class="charname">Countrymen</span>.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+This is an offered opportunity<br/>
+I durst not wish for. Well I could have wrestled—<br/>
+The best men called it excellent—and run<br/>
+Swifter than wind upon a field of corn,<br/>
+Curling the wealthy ears, never flew. I’ll venture,<br/>
+And in some poor disguise be there. Who knows<br/>
+Whether my brows may not be girt with garlands,<br/>
+And happiness prefer me to a place<br/>
+Where I may ever dwell in sight of her?
 </p>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 4.  (Athens.  A room in the prison.)</b></h4>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exit <span class="charname">Arcite</span>.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Iailors Daughter alone.]</p>
+<h3><a name="sceneII_38.4"></a><b>SCENE IV. Athens. A room in the prison</b></h3>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Why should I love this Gentleman?  Tis odds<br/>
-He never will affect me; I am base,<br/>
-My Father the meane Keeper of his Prison,<br/>
-And he a prince: To marry him is hopelesse;<br/>
-To be his whore is witles.  Out upon't,<br/>
-What pushes are we wenches driven to,<br/>
-When fifteene once has found us!  First, I saw him;<br/>
-I (seeing) thought he was a goodly man;<br/>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter Jailer’s <span class="charname">Daughter</span> alone.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Why should I love this gentleman? ’Tis odds<br/>
+He never will affect me. I am base,<br/>
+My father the mean keeper of his prison,<br/>
+And he a prince. To marry him is hopeless;<br/>
+To be his whore is witless. Out upon ’t!<br/>
+What pushes are we wenches driven to<br/>
+When fifteen once has found us! First, I saw him;<br/>
+I, seeing, thought he was a goodly man;<br/>
 He has as much to please a woman in him,<br/>
-(If he please to bestow it so) as ever<br/>
-These eyes yet lookt on.  Next, I pittied him,<br/>
-And so would any young wench, o' my Conscience,<br/>
-That ever dream'd, or vow'd her Maydenhead<br/>
-To a yong hansom Man; Then I lov'd him,<br/>
-Extreamely lov'd him, infinitely lov'd him;<br/>
-And yet he had a Cosen, faire as he too.<br/>
+If he please to bestow it so, as ever<br/>
+These eyes yet looked on. Next, I pitied him,<br/>
+And so would any young wench, o’ my conscience,<br/>
+That ever dreamed, or vowed her maidenhead<br/>
+To a young handsome man. Then I loved him,<br/>
+Extremely loved him, infinitely loved him!<br/>
+And yet he had a cousin, fair as he too,<br/>
 But in my heart was Palamon, and there,<br/>
-Lord, what a coyle he keepes!  To heare him<br/>
+Lord, what a coil he keeps! To hear him<br/>
 Sing in an evening, what a heaven it is!<br/>
-And yet his Songs are sad ones.  Fairer spoken<br/>
-Was never Gentleman.  When I come in<br/>
+And yet his songs are sad ones. Fairer spoken<br/>
+Was never gentleman. When I come in<br/>
 To bring him water in a morning, first<br/>
-He bowes his noble body, then salutes me, thus:<br/>
-'Faire, gentle Mayde, good morrow; may thy goodnes<br/>
-Get thee a happy husband.'  Once he kist me.<br/>
-I lov'd my lips the better ten daies after.<br/>
-Would he would doe so ev'ry day!  He greives much,<br/>
+He bows his noble body, then salutes me thus:<br/>
+“Fair, gentle maid, good morrow. May thy goodness<br/>
+Get thee a happy husband.” Once he kissed me;<br/>
+I loved my lips the better ten days after.<br/>
+Would he would do so ev’ry day! He grieves much—<br/>
 And me as much to see his misery.<br/>
-What should I doe, to make him know I love him?<br/>
-For I would faine enjoy him.  Say I ventur'd<br/>
-To set him free? what saies the law then?  Thus much<br/>
-For Law, or kindred!  I will doe it,<br/>
-And this night, or to morrow, he shall love me.  [Exit.]<br/>
+What should I do to make him know I love him?<br/>
+For I would fain enjoy him. Say I ventured<br/>
+To set him free? What says the law then?<br/>
+Thus much for law or kindred! I will do it;<br/>
+And this night, or tomorrow, he shall love me.
 </p>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 5.  (An open place in Athens.)</b></h4>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exit.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Theseus, Hipolita, Pirithous, Emilia: Arcite with a<br/>
-Garland, &amp;c.]<br/>
-</p>
+<h3><a name="sceneII_38.5"></a><b>SCENE V. An open place in Athens</b></h3>
 
-<p>[This short florish of Cornets and Showtes within.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+A short flourish of cornets and shouts within. Enter <span
+class="charname">Theseus, Hippolyta, Pirithous, Emilia; Arcite</span> in
+disguise as a countryman, with a garland, Attendants, and others.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-You have done worthily; I have not seene,<br/>
-Since Hercules, a man of tougher synewes;<br/>
-What ere you are, you run the best, and wrastle,<br/>
-That these times can allow.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+You have done worthily. I have not seen,<br/>
+Since Hercules, a man of tougher sinews.<br/>
+Whate’er you are, you run the best and wrestle,<br/>
+That these times can allow.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-I am proud to please you.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I am proud to please you.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-What Countrie bred you?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+What country bred you?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-This; but far off, Prince.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+This; but far off, Prince.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Are you a Gentleman?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Are you a gentleman?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 My father said so;<br/>
-And to those gentle uses gave me life.<br/>
+And to those gentle uses gave me life.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Are you his heire?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Are you his heir?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-His yongest, Sir.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+His youngest, sir.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Your Father<br/>
-Sure is a happy Sire then: what prooves you?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Your father<br/>
+Sure is a happy sire then. What profess you?
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-A little of all noble Quallities:<br/>
-I could have kept a Hawke, and well have holloa'd<br/>
-To a deepe crie of Dogges; I dare not praise<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+A little of all noble qualities.<br/>
+I could have kept a hawk and well have hallowed<br/>
+To a deep cry of dogs. I dare not praise<br/>
 My feat in horsemanship, yet they that knew me<br/>
-Would say it was my best peece: last, and greatest,<br/>
-I would be thought a Souldier.<br/>
+Would say it was my best piece; last, and greatest,<br/>
+I would be thought a soldier.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-You are perfect.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+You are perfect.
+</p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Vpon my soule, a proper man.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Upon my soul, a proper man.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-He is so.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+He is so.
+</p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-How doe you like him, Ladie?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+How do you like him, lady?
+</p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-I admire him;<br/>
-I have not seene so yong a man so noble<br/>
-(If he say true,) of his sort.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+I admire him.<br/>
+I have not seen so young a man so noble,<br/>
+If he say true, of his sort.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Beleeve,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Believe,<br/>
 His mother was a wondrous handsome woman;<br/>
-His face, me thinkes, goes that way.<br/>
+His face, methinks, goes that way.
 </p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-But his Body<br/>
-And firie minde illustrate a brave Father.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+But his body<br/>
+And fiery mind illustrate a brave father.
 </p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Marke how his vertue, like a hidden Sun,<br/>
-Breakes through his baser garments.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Mark how his virtue, like a hidden sun,<br/>
+Breaks through his baser garments.
 </p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-Hee's well got, sure.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+He’s well got, sure.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-What made you seeke this place, Sir?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+What made you seek this place, sir?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 Noble Theseus,<br/>
-To purchase name, and doe my ablest service<br/>
-To such a well-found wonder as thy worth,<br/>
-For onely in thy Court, of all the world,<br/>
-Dwells faire-eyd honor.<br/>
+To purchase name and do my ablest service<br/>
+To such a well-found wonder as thy worth;<br/>
+For only in thy court, of all the world,<br/>
+Dwells fair-eyed Honour.
 </p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-All his words are worthy.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+All his words are worthy.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Sir, we are much endebted to your travell,<br/>
-Nor shall you loose your wish: Perithous,<br/>
-Dispose of this faire Gentleman.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Sir, we are much indebted to your travel,<br/>
+Nor shall you lose your wish.—Pirithous,<br/>
+Dispose of this fair gentleman.
 </p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Thankes, Theseus.<br/>
-What ere you are y'ar mine, and I shall give you<br/>
-To a most noble service, to this Lady,<br/>
-This bright yong Virgin; pray, observe her goodnesse;<br/>
-You have honourd hir faire birth-day with your vertues,<br/>
-And as your due y'ar hirs: kisse her faire hand, Sir.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Thanks, Theseus.<br/>
+Whate’er you are, you’re mine, and I shall give you<br/>
+To a most noble service: to this lady,<br/>
+This bright young virgin; pray, observe her goodness.<br/>
+You have honoured her fair birthday with your virtues,<br/>
+And, as your due, you’re hers; kiss her fair hand, sir.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Sir, y'ar a noble Giver: dearest Bewtie,<br/>
-Thus let me seale my vowd faith: when your Servant<br/>
-(Your most unworthie Creature) but offends you,<br/>
-Command him die, he shall.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Sir, you’re a noble giver.—Dearest beauty,<br/>
+Thus let me seal my vowed faith.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-That were too cruell.<br/>
-If you deserve well, Sir, I shall soone see't:<br/>
-Y'ar mine, and somewhat better than your rancke<br/>
-Ile use you.<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>He kisses her hand.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+When your servant,<br/>
+Your most unworthy creature, but offends you,<br/>
+Command him die, he shall.
 </p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Ile see you furnish'd, and because you say<br/>
-You are a horseman, I must needs intreat you<br/>
-This after noone to ride, but tis a rough one.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+That were too cruel.<br/>
+If you deserve well, sir, I shall soon see ’t.<br/>
+You’re mine, and somewhat better than your rank<br/>
+I’ll use you.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-I like him better, Prince, I shall not then<br/>
-Freeze in my Saddle.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+I’ll see you furnished, and because you say<br/>
+You are a horseman, I must needs entreat you<br/>
+This afternoon to ride, but ’tis a rough one.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Sweet, you must be readie,<br/>
-And you, Emilia, and you, Friend, and all,<br/>
-To morrow by the Sun, to doe observance<br/>
-To flowry May, in Dians wood: waite well, Sir,<br/>
-Vpon your Mistris.  Emely, I hope<br/>
-He shall not goe a foote.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I like him better, Prince; I shall not then<br/>
+Freeze in my saddle.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-That were a shame, Sir,<br/>
-While I have horses: take your choice, and what<br/>
-You want at any time, let me but know it;<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Sweet, you must be ready,—<br/>
+And you, Emilia,—and you, friend,—and all,<br/>
+Tomorrow by the sun, to do observance<br/>
+To flowery May, in Dian’s wood.—Wait well, sir,<br/>
+Upon your mistress.—Emily, I hope<br/>
+He shall not go afoot.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+That were a shame, sir,<br/>
+While I have horses.—Take your choice, and what<br/>
+You want at any time, let me but know it.<br/>
 If you serve faithfully, I dare assure you<br/>
-You'l finde a loving Mistris.<br/>
+You’ll find a loving mistress.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-If I doe not,<br/>
-Let me finde that my Father ever hated,<br/>
-Disgrace and blowes.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+If I do not,<br/>
+Let me find that my father ever hated,<br/>
+Disgrace and blows.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Go, leade the way; you have won it:<br/>
-It shall be so; you shall receave all dues<br/>
-Fit for the honour you have won; Twer wrong else.<br/>
-Sister, beshrew my heart, you have a Servant,<br/>
-That, if I were a woman, would be Master,<br/>
-But you are wise.  [Florish.]<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Go lead the way; you have won it.<br/>
+It shall be so; you shall receive all dues<br/>
+Fit for the honour you have won; ’twere wrong else.<br/>
+Sister, beshrew my heart, you have a servant,<br/>
+That, if I were a woman, would be master.<br/>
+But you are wise.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-I hope too wise for that, Sir.  [Exeunt omnes.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+I hope too wise for that, sir.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Flourish. Exeunt.</i>]</p>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 6.  (Before the prison.)</b></h4>
+<h3><a name="sceneII_38.6"></a><b>SCENE VI. Athens. Before the prison</b></h3>
 
-<p>[Enter Iaylors Daughter alone.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter Jailer’s <span class="charname">Daughter</span> alone.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Let all the Dukes, and all the divells rore,<br/>
-He is at liberty: I have venturd for him,<br/>
-And out I have brought him to a little wood<br/>
-A mile hence.  I have sent him, where a Cedar,<br/>
-Higher than all the rest, spreads like a plane<br/>
-Fast by a Brooke, and there he shall keepe close,<br/>
-Till I provide him Fyles and foode, for yet<br/>
-His yron bracelets are not off.  O Love,<br/>
-What a stout hearted child thou art!  My Father<br/>
-Durst better have indur'd cold yron, than done it:<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Let all the dukes and all the devils roar,<br/>
+He is at liberty! I have ventured for him<br/>
+And out I have brought him; to a little wood<br/>
+A mile hence I have sent him, where a cedar<br/>
+Higher than all the rest spreads like a plane<br/>
+Fast by a brook, and there he shall keep close<br/>
+Till I provide him files and food, for yet<br/>
+His iron bracelets are not off. O Love,<br/>
+What a stout-hearted child thou art! My father<br/>
+Durst better have endured cold iron than done it.<br/>
 I love him beyond love and beyond reason,<br/>
-Or wit, or safetie: I have made him know it.<br/>
-I care not, I am desperate; If the law<br/>
-Finde me, and then condemne me for't, some wenches,<br/>
-Some honest harted Maides, will sing my Dirge,<br/>
+Or wit, or safety. I have made him know it;<br/>
+I care not, I am desperate. If the law<br/>
+Find me and then condemn me for ’t, some wenches,<br/>
+Some honest-hearted maids, will sing my dirge<br/>
 And tell to memory my death was noble,<br/>
-Dying almost a Martyr: That way he takes,<br/>
-I purpose is my way too: Sure he cannot<br/>
-Be so unmanly, as to leave me here;<br/>
-If he doe, Maides will not so easily<br/>
-Trust men againe: And yet he has not thank'd me<br/>
-For what I have done: no not so much as kist me,<br/>
-And that (me thinkes) is not so well; nor scarcely<br/>
-Could I perswade him to become a Freeman,<br/>
+Dying almost a martyr. That way he takes,<br/>
+I purpose is my way too. Sure he cannot<br/>
+Be so unmanly as to leave me here.<br/>
+If he do, maids will not so easily<br/>
+Trust men again. And yet he has not thanked me<br/>
+For what I have done; no, not so much as kissed me,<br/>
+And that, methinks, is not so well; nor scarcely<br/>
+Could I persuade him to become a free man,<br/>
 He made such scruples of the wrong he did<br/>
-To me, and to my Father.  Yet I hope,<br/>
+To me and to my father. Yet I hope,<br/>
 When he considers more, this love of mine<br/>
-Will take more root within him: Let him doe<br/>
+Will take more root within him. Let him do<br/>
 What he will with me, so he use me kindly;<br/>
-For use me so he shall, or ile proclaime him,<br/>
-And to his face, no man.  Ile presently<br/>
-Provide him necessaries, and packe my cloathes up,<br/>
-And where there is a patch of ground Ile venture,<br/>
-So hee be with me; By him, like a shadow,<br/>
-Ile ever dwell; within this houre the whoobub<br/>
-Will be all ore the prison: I am then<br/>
-Kissing the man they looke for: farewell, Father;<br/>
+For use me so he shall, or I’ll proclaim him,<br/>
+And to his face, no man. I’ll presently<br/>
+Provide him necessaries and pack my clothes up,<br/>
+And where there is a path of ground I’ll venture,<br/>
+So he be with me. By him, like a shadow<br/>
+I’ll ever dwell. Within this hour the hubbub<br/>
+Will be all o’er the prison. I am then<br/>
+Kissing the man they look for. Farewell, father!<br/>
 Get many more such prisoners and such daughters,<br/>
-And shortly you may keepe yourselfe. Now to him!<br/>
-</p>
-
-<h4>ACT III</h4>
-
-<h4><b>SCENE 1.  (A forest near Athens.)</b></h4>
-
-<p>[Cornets in sundry places.  Noise and hallowing as people a<br/>
-Maying.]<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>[Enter Arcite alone.]</p>
-
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-The Duke has lost Hypolita; each tooke<br/>
-A severall land.  This is a solemne Right<br/>
-They owe bloomd May, and the Athenians pay it<br/>
-To'th heart of Ceremony.  O Queene Emilia,<br/>
-Fresher then May, sweeter<br/>
-Then hir gold Buttons on the bowes, or all<br/>
-Th'enamelld knackes o'th Meade or garden: yea,<br/>
-We challenge too the bancke of any Nymph<br/>
-That makes the streame seeme flowers; thou, o Iewell<br/>
-O'th wood, o'th world, hast likewise blest a place<br/>
-With thy sole presence: in thy rumination<br/>
-That I, poore man, might eftsoones come betweene<br/>
-And chop on some cold thought! thrice blessed chance,<br/>
-To drop on such a Mistris, expectation<br/>
-Most giltlesse on't! tell me, O Lady Fortune,<br/>
-(Next after Emely my Soveraigne) how far<br/>
-I may be prowd.  She takes strong note of me,<br/>
-Hath made me neere her; and this beuteous Morne<br/>
-(The prim'st of all the yeare) presents me with<br/>
-A brace of horses: two such Steeds might well<br/>
-Be by a paire of Kings backt, in a Field<br/>
-That their crownes titles tride.  Alas, alas,<br/>
-Poore Cosen Palamon, poore prisoner, thou<br/>
-So little dream'st upon my fortune, that<br/>
-Thou thinkst thyselfe the happier thing, to be<br/>
-So neare Emilia; me thou deem'st at Thebs,<br/>
-And therein wretched, although free.  But if<br/>
-Thou knew'st my Mistris breathd on me, and that<br/>
-I ear'd her language, livde in her eye, O Coz,<br/>
-What passion would enclose thee!<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>[Enter Palamon as out of a Bush, with his Shackles: bends his
-fist
- at Arcite.]</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Traytor kinesman,<br/>
-Thou shouldst perceive my passion, if these signes<br/>
+And shortly you may keep yourself. Now to him.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Exit.</i>]</p>
+
+</div><!--end chapter-->
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2><a name="sceneIII_38.1"></a><b>ACT III</b></h2>
+
+<h3><b>SCENE I. A forest near Athens</b></h3>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Cornets in sundry places. Noise and hallowing as people a-Maying. Enter <span
+class="charname">Arcite</span> alone.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+The Duke has lost Hippolyta; each took<br/>
+A several land. This is a solemn rite<br/>
+They owe bloomed May, and the Athenians pay it<br/>
+To th’ heart of ceremony. O Queen Emilia,<br/>
+Fresher than May, sweeter<br/>
+Than her gold buttons on the boughs, or all<br/>
+Th’ enameled knacks o’ th’ mead or garden—yea,<br/>
+We challenge too the bank of any nymph<br/>
+That makes the stream seem flowers; thou, O jewel<br/>
+O’ th’ wood, o’ th’ world, hast likewise blessed a pace<br/>
+With thy sole presence. In thy rumination<br/>
+That I, poor man, might eftsoons come between<br/>
+And chop on some cold thought! Thrice blessed chance<br/>
+To drop on such a mistress, expectation<br/>
+Most guiltless on ’t. Tell me, O Lady Fortune,<br/>
+Next after Emily my sovereign, how far<br/>
+I may be proud. She takes strong note of me,<br/>
+Hath made me near her, and this beauteous morn,<br/>
+The prim’st of all the year, presents me with<br/>
+A brace of horses; two such steeds might well<br/>
+Be by a pair of kings backed, in a field<br/>
+That their crowns’ titles tried. Alas, alas,<br/>
+Poor cousin Palamon, poor prisoner, thou<br/>
+So little dream’st upon my fortune that<br/>
+Thou think’st thyself the happier thing, to be<br/>
+So near Emilia; me thou deem’st at Thebes,<br/>
+And therein wretched, although free. But if<br/>
+Thou knew’st my mistress breathed on me, and that<br/>
+I eared her language, lived in her eye, O coz,<br/>
+What passion would enclose thee!
+</p>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Palamon</span> as out of a bush, with his shackles;
+he bends his fist at <span class="charname">Arcite</span>.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Traitor kinsman,<br/>
+Thou shouldst perceive my passion, if these signs<br/>
 Of prisonment were off me, and this hand<br/>
-But owner of a Sword: By all othes in one,<br/>
-I and the iustice of my love would make thee<br/>
-A confest Traytor.  O thou most perfidious<br/>
-That ever gently lookd; the voydest of honour,<br/>
-That eu'r bore gentle Token; falsest Cosen<br/>
-That ever blood made kin, call'st thou hir thine?<br/>
-Ile prove it in my Shackles, with these hands,<br/>
-Void of appointment, that thou ly'st, and art<br/>
-A very theefe in love, a Chaffy Lord,<br/>
-Nor worth the name of villaine: had I a Sword<br/>
-And these house clogges away—<br/>
+But owner of a sword. By all oaths in one,<br/>
+I and the justice of my love would make thee<br/>
+A confessed traitor! O thou most perfidious<br/>
+That ever gently looked, the void’st of honour<br/>
+That e’er bore gentle token, falsest cousin<br/>
+That ever blood made kin! Call’st thou her thine?<br/>
+I’ll prove it in my shackles, with these hands,<br/>
+Void of appointment, that thou liest, and art<br/>
+A very thief in love, a chaffy lord,<br/>
+Nor worth the name of villain. Had I a sword,<br/>
+And these house-clogs away—
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Deere Cosin Palamon—</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Dear cousin Palamon—
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Cosoner Arcite, give me language such<br/>
-As thou hast shewd me feate.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Cozener Arcite, give me language such<br/>
+As thou hast showed me feat.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 Not finding in<br/>
-The circuit of my breast any grosse stuffe<br/>
-To forme me like your blazon, holds me to<br/>
-This gentlenesse of answer; tis your passion<br/>
-That thus mistakes, the which to you being enemy,<br/>
-Cannot to me be kind: honor, and honestie<br/>
-I cherish, and depend on, how so ev'r<br/>
-You skip them in me, and with them, faire Coz,<br/>
-Ile maintaine my proceedings; pray, be pleas'd<br/>
-To shew in generous termes your griefes, since that<br/>
-Your question's with your equall, who professes<br/>
-To cleare his owne way with the minde and Sword<br/>
-Of a true Gentleman.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-That thou durst, Arcite!</p>
-
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-My Coz, my Coz, you have beene well advertis'd<br/>
-How much I dare, y'ave seene me use my Sword<br/>
-Against th'advice of feare: sure, of another<br/>
-You would not heare me doubted, but your silence<br/>
-Should breake out, though i'th Sanctuary.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+The circuit of my breast any gross stuff<br/>
+To form me like your blazon holds me to<br/>
+This gentleness of answer. ’Tis your passion<br/>
+That thus mistakes, the which, to you being enemy,<br/>
+Cannot to me be kind. Honour and honesty<br/>
+I cherish and depend on, howsoe’er<br/>
+You skip them in me, and with them, fair coz,<br/>
+I’ll maintain my proceedings. Pray be pleased<br/>
+To show in generous terms your griefs, since that<br/>
+Your question’s with your equal, who professes<br/>
+To clear his own way with the mind and sword<br/>
+Of a true gentleman.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+That thou durst, Arcite!
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+My coz, my coz, you have been well advertised<br/>
+How much I dare; you’ve seen me use my sword<br/>
+Against th’ advice of fear. Sure, of another<br/>
+You would not hear me doubted, but your silence<br/>
+Should break out, though i’ th’ sanctuary.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 Sir,<br/>
-I have seene you move in such a place, which well<br/>
-Might justifie your manhood; you were calld<br/>
-A good knight and a bold; But the whole weeke's not faire,<br/>
-If any day it rayne: Their valiant temper<br/>
-Men loose when they encline to trecherie,<br/>
-And then they fight like coupelld Beares, would fly<br/>
-Were they not tyde.<br/>
+I have seen you move in such a place, which well<br/>
+Might justify your manhood; you were called<br/>
+A good knight and a bold. But the whole week’s not fair<br/>
+If any day it rain. Their valiant temper<br/>
+Men lose when they incline to treachery;<br/>
+And then they fight like compelled bears, would fly<br/>
+Were they not tied.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 Kinsman, you might as well<br/>
-Speake this and act it in your Glasse, as to<br/>
-His eare which now disdaines you.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Come up to me,<br/>
-Quit me of these cold Gyves, give me a Sword,<br/>
-Though it be rustie, and the charity<br/>
-Of one meale lend me; Come before me then,<br/>
-A good Sword in thy hand, and doe but say<br/>
-That Emily is thine: I will forgive<br/>
-The trespasse thou hast done me, yea, my life,<br/>
-If then thou carry't, and brave soules in shades<br/>
-That have dyde manly, which will seeke of me<br/>
-Some newes from earth, they shall get none but this,<br/>
-That thou art brave and noble.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Be content:<br/>
-Againe betake you to your hawthorne house;<br/>
-With counsaile of the night, I will be here<br/>
-With wholesome viands; these impediments<br/>
+Speak this and act it in your glass as to<br/>
+His ear which now disdains you.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Come up to me;<br/>
+Quit me of these cold gyves, give me a sword<br/>
+Though it be rusty, and the charity<br/>
+Of one meal lend me. Come before me then,<br/>
+A good sword in thy hand, and do but say<br/>
+That Emily is thine, I will forgive<br/>
+The trespass thou hast done me, yea, my life,<br/>
+If then thou carry ’t; and brave souls in shades<br/>
+That have died manly, which will seek of me<br/>
+Some news from earth, they shall get none but this:<br/>
+That thou art brave and noble.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Be content.<br/>
+Again betake you to your hawthorn house.<br/>
+With counsel of the night, I will be here<br/>
+With wholesome viands. These impediments<br/>
 Will I file off; you shall have garments and<br/>
-Perfumes to kill the smell o'th prison; after,<br/>
-When you shall stretch yourselfe and say but, “Arcite,<br/>
-I am in plight,” there shall be at your choyce<br/>
-Both Sword and Armour.<br/>
+Perfumes to kill the smell o’ th’ prison. After,<br/>
+When you shall stretch yourself and say but “Arcite,<br/>
+I am in plight,” there shall be at your choice<br/>
+Both sword and armour.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 Oh you heavens, dares any<br/>
-So noble beare a guilty busines! none<br/>
-But onely Arcite, therefore none but Arcite<br/>
-In this kinde is so bold.<br/>
+So noble bear a guilty busines! None<br/>
+But only Arcite, therefore none but Arcite<br/>
+In this kind is so bold.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Sweete Palamon.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Sweet Palamon.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-I doe embrace you and your offer,—for<br/>
-Your offer doo't I onely, Sir; your person,<br/>
-Without hipocrisy I may not wish  [Winde hornes of Cornets.]<br/>
-More then my Swords edge ont.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+I do embrace you and your offer; for<br/>
+Your offer do ’t I only, sir; your person,<br/>
+Without hypocrisy I may not wish<br/>
+More then my sword’s edge on ’t.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-You heare the Hornes;<br/>
-Enter your Musite least this match between's<br/>
-Be crost, er met: give me your hand; farewell.<br/>
-Ile bring you every needfull thing: I pray you,<br/>
-Take comfort and be strong.<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>Wind horns of cornets.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+You hear the horns.<br/>
+Enter your musit, lest this match between ’s<br/>
+Be crossed ere met. Give me your hand; farewell.<br/>
+I’ll bring you every needful thing. I pray you,<br/>
+Take comfort and be strong.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Pray hold your promise;<br/>
-And doe the deede with a bent brow: most certaine<br/>
-You love me not, be rough with me, and powre<br/>
-This oile out of your language; by this ayre,<br/>
-I could for each word give a Cuffe, my stomach<br/>
-Not reconcild by reason.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Pray hold your promise,<br/>
+And do the deed with a bent brow. Most certain<br/>
+You love me not; be rough with me, and pour<br/>
+This oil out of your language. By this air,<br/>
+I could for each word give a cuff, my stomach<br/>
+Not reconciled by reason.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Plainely spoken,<br/>
-Yet pardon me hard language: when I spur  [Winde hornes.]<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Plainly spoken.<br/>
+Yet pardon me hard language. When I spur<br/>
 My horse, I chide him not; content and anger<br/>
-In me have but one face.  Harke, Sir, they call<br/>
-The scatterd to the Banket; you must guesse<br/>
-I have an office there.<br/>
+In me have but one face.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Wind horns.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Hark, sir, they call<br/>
+The scattered to the banquet. You must guess<br/>
+I have an office there.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 Sir, your attendance<br/>
 Cannot please heaven, and I know your office<br/>
-Vnjustly is atcheev'd.<br/>
+Unjustly is achieved.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-If a good title,<br/>
-I am perswaded this question sicke between's<br/>
-By bleeding must be cur'd.  I am a Suitour,<br/>
-That to your Sword you will bequeath this plea<br/>
-And talke of it no more.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+’Tis a good title.<br/>
+I am persuaded, this question, sick between ’s,<br/>
+By bleeding must be cured. I am a suitor<br/>
+That to your sword you will bequeath this plea,<br/>
+And talk of it no more.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 But this one word:<br/>
-You are going now to gaze upon my Mistris,<br/>
-For note you, mine she is—<br/>
+You are going now to gaze upon my mistress,<br/>
+For, note you, mine she is—
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Nay, then.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Nay, then—
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 Nay, pray you,<br/>
-You talke of feeding me to breed me strength:<br/>
-You are going now to looke upon a Sun<br/>
-That strengthens what it lookes on; there<br/>
-You have a vantage ore me, but enjoy't till<br/>
-I may enforce my remedy.  Farewell.  [Exeunt.]<br/>
+You talk of feeding me to breed me strength.<br/>
+You are going now to look upon a sun<br/>
+That strengthens what it looks on; there<br/>
+You have a vantage o’er me. But enjoy ’t till<br/>
+I may enforce my remedy. Farewell.
 </p>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 2.  (Another Part of the forest.)</b></h4>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Iaylors daughter alone.]</p>
+<h3><a name="sceneIII_38.2"></a><b>SCENE II. Another Part of the forest</b></h3>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-He has mistooke the Brake I meant, is gone<br/>
-After his fancy.  Tis now welnigh morning;<br/>
-No matter, would it were perpetuall night,<br/>
-And darkenes Lord o'th world.  Harke, tis a woolfe:<br/>
-In me hath greife slaine feare, and but for one thing<br/>
-I care for nothing, and that's Palamon.<br/>
-I wreake not if the wolves would jaw me, so<br/>
-He had this File: what if I hallowd for him?<br/>
-I cannot hallow: if I whoop'd, what then?<br/>
-If he not answeard, I should call a wolfe,<br/>
-And doe him but that service.  I have heard<br/>
-Strange howles this live-long night, why may't not be<br/>
-They have made prey of him? he has no weapons,<br/>
-He cannot run, the Iengling of his Gives<br/>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter Jailer’s <span class="charname">Daughter</span> alone.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+He has mistook the brake I meant, is gone<br/>
+After his fancy. ’Tis now well-nigh morning.<br/>
+No matter; would it were perpetual night,<br/>
+And darkness lord o’ th’ world. Hark, ’tis a wolf!<br/>
+In me hath grief slain fear, and but for one thing,<br/>
+I care for nothing, and that’s Palamon.<br/>
+I reck not if the wolves would jaw me, so<br/>
+He had this file. What if I hallowed for him?<br/>
+I cannot hallow. If I whooped, what then?<br/>
+If he not answered, I should call a wolf,<br/>
+And do him but that service. I have heard<br/>
+Strange howls this livelong night; why may ’t not be<br/>
+They have made prey of him? He has no weapons;<br/>
+He cannot run; the jingling of his gyves<br/>
 Might call fell things to listen, who have in them<br/>
-A sence to know a man unarmd, and can<br/>
-Smell where resistance is.  Ile set it downe<br/>
-He's torne to peeces; they howld many together<br/>
-And then they fed on him: So much for that,<br/>
-Be bold to ring the Bell; how stand I then?<br/>
-All's char'd when he is gone.  No, no, I lye,<br/>
-My Father's to be hang'd for his escape;<br/>
-My selfe to beg, if I prizd life so much<br/>
-As to deny my act, but that I would not,<br/>
-Should I try death by dussons.—I am mop't,<br/>
-Food tooke I none these two daies,<br/>
-Sipt some water.  I have not closd mine eyes<br/>
-Save when my lids scowrd off their brine; alas,<br/>
-Dissolue my life, Let not my sence unsettle,<br/>
-Least I should drowne, or stab or hang my selfe.<br/>
-O state of Nature, faile together in me,<br/>
-Since thy best props are warpt! So, which way now?<br/>
-The best way is the next way to a grave:<br/>
-Each errant step beside is torment.  Loe,<br/>
-The Moone is down, the Cryckets chirpe, the Schreichowle<br/>
-Calls in the dawne; all offices are done<br/>
-Save what I faile in: But the point is this,<br/>
-An end, and that is all.  [Exit.]<br/>
-</p>
-
-<h4><b>SCENE 3.  (Same as Scene I.)</b></h4>
-
-<p>[Enter Arcite, with Meate, Wine, and Files.]</p>
-
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-I should be neere the place: hoa, Cosen Palamon.  [Enter<br/>
-Palamon.]<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Arcite?</p>
-
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-The same: I have brought you foode and files.<br/>
-Come forth and feare not, here's no Theseus.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Nor none so honest, Arcite.</p>
-
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-That's no matter,<br/>
-Wee'l argue that hereafter: Come, take courage;<br/>
-You shall not dye thus beastly: here, Sir, drinke;<br/>
-I know you are faint: then ile talke further with you.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Arcite, thou mightst now poyson me.</p>
-
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-I might,<br/>
-But I must feare you first: Sit downe, and, good, now<br/>
-No more of these vaine parlies; let us not,<br/>
+A sense to know a man unarmed and can<br/>
+Smell where resistance is. I’ll set it down<br/>
+He’s torn to pieces; they howled many together,<br/>
+And then they fed on him. So much for that.<br/>
+Be bold to ring the bell. How stand I then?<br/>
+All’s chared when he is gone. No, no, I lie.<br/>
+My father’s to be hanged for his escape;<br/>
+Myself to beg, if I prized life so much<br/>
+As to deny my act; but that I would not,<br/>
+Should I try death by dozens. I am moped.<br/>
+Food took I none these two days;<br/>
+Sipped some water. I have not closed mine eyes<br/>
+Save when my lids scoured off their brine. Alas,<br/>
+Dissolve, my life! Let not my sense unsettle,<br/>
+Lest I should drown, or stab, or hang myself.<br/>
+O state of nature, fail together in me,<br/>
+Since thy best props are warped! So, which way now?<br/>
+The best way is the next way to a grave;<br/>
+Each errant step beside is torment. Lo,<br/>
+The moon is down, the crickets chirp, the screech owl<br/>
+Calls in the dawn. All offices are done<br/>
+Save what I fail in. But the point is this:<br/>
+An end, and that is all.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Exit.</i>]</p>
+
+<h3><a name="sceneIII_38.3"></a><b>SCENE III. The same part of the forest as in scene I.</b></h3>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Arcite</span> with meat, wine and files.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I should be near the place.—Ho! Cousin Palamon!
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+[<i>From the bush.</i>] Arcite?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+The same. I have brought you food and files.<br/>
+Come forth and fear not; here’s no Theseus.
+</p>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Palamon</span>.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Nor none so honest, Arcite.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+That’s no matter.<br/>
+We’ll argue that hereafter. Come, take courage;<br/>
+You shall not die thus beastly. Here, sir, drink—<br/>
+I know you are faint—then I’ll talk further with you.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Arcite, thou mightst now poison me.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I might;<br/>
+But I must fear you first. Sit down and, good now,<br/>
+No more of these vain parleys; let us not,<br/>
 Having our ancient reputation with us,<br/>
-Make talke for Fooles and Cowards.  To your health, &amp;c.<br/>
+Make talk for fools and cowards. To your health.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Doe.</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Drinks.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Pray, sit downe then; and let me entreate you,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Do.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Pray sit down, then, and let me entreat you,<br/>
 By all the honesty and honour in you,<br/>
-No mention of this woman: t'will disturbe us;<br/>
-We shall have time enough.<br/>
+No mention of this woman; ’twill disturb us.<br/>
+We shall have time enough.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Well, Sir, Ile pledge you.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Well, sir, I’ll pledge you.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Drinke a good hearty draught; it breeds good blood, man.<br/>
-Doe not you feele it thaw you?<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>Drinks.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Drink a good hearty draught; it breeds good blood, man.<br/>
+Do not you feel it thaw you?
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Stay, Ile tell you after a draught or two more.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Stay, I’ll tell you<br/>
+After a draught or two more.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Spare it not, the Duke has more, Cuz: Eate now.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Spare it not; the Duke has more, coz. Eat now.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Yes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Yes.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-I am glad you have so good a stomach.</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Eats.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-I am gladder I have so good meate too't.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I am glad you have so good a stomach.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Is't not mad lodging here in the wild woods, Cosen?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+I am gladder I have so good meat to ’t.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Yes, for them that have wilde Consciences.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Is’t not mad lodging,<br/>
+Here in the wild woods, cousin?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-How tasts your vittails? your hunger needs no sawce, I see.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Yes, for them<br/>
+That have wild consciences.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Not much;<br/>
-But if it did, yours is too tart, sweete Cosen: what is this?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+How tastes your victuals?<br/>
+Your hunger needs no sauce, I see.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Venison.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Not much.<br/>
+But if it did, yours is too tart, sweet cousin.<br/>
+What is this?
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Tis a lusty meate:<br/>
-Giue me more wine; here, Arcite, to the wenches<br/>
-We have known in our daies.  The Lord Stewards daughter,<br/>
-Doe you remember her?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Venison.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-After you, Cuz.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+’Tis a lusty meat.<br/>
+Give me more wine. Here, Arcite, to the wenches<br/>
+We have known in our days! The Lord Steward’s daughter,<br/>
+Do you remember her?
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-She lov'd a black-haird man.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+After you, coz.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+She loved a black-haired man.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+She did so; well, sir?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+And I have heard some call him Arcite, and—
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Out with’t, faith.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+She met him in an arbour.<br/>
+What did she there, coz? Play o’ th’ virginals?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Something she did, sir.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Made her groan a month for ’t,<br/>
+Or two, or three, or ten.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+The Marshal’s sister<br/>
+Had her share too, as I remember, cousin,<br/>
+Else there be tales abroad. You’ll pledge her?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Yes.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-She did so; well, Sir.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+A pretty brown wench ’tis. There was a time<br/>
+When young men went a-hunting, and a wood,<br/>
+And a broad beech; and thereby hangs a tale.<br/>
+Heigh ho!
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-And I have heard some call him Arcite, and—</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+For Emily, upon my life! Fool,<br/>
+Away with this strained mirth! I say again<br/>
+That sigh was breathed for Emily. Base cousin,<br/>
+Dar’st thou break first?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+You are wide.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Out with't, faith.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+By heaven and earth,<br/>
+There’s nothing in thee honest.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-She met him in an Arbour:<br/>
-What did she there, Cuz? play o'th virginals?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Then I’ll leave you.<br/>
+You are a beast now.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Something she did, Sir.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+As thou mak’st me, traitor.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Made her groane a moneth for't, or 2. or 3. or 10.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+There’s all things needful: files and shirts and perfumes.<br/>
+I’ll come again some two hours hence, and bring<br/>
+That that shall quiet all.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-The Marshals Sister<br/>
-Had her share too, as I remember, Cosen,<br/>
-Else there be tales abroade; you'l pledge her?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+A sword and armour?
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Yes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Fear me not. You are now too foul. Farewell.<br/>
+Get off your trinkets; you shall want naught.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-A pretty broune wench t'is.  There was a time<br/>
-When yong men went a hunting, and a wood,<br/>
-And a broade Beech: and thereby hangs a tale:—heigh ho!<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Sirrah—
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-For Emily, upon my life!  Foole,<br/>
-Away with this straind mirth; I say againe,<br/>
-That sigh was breathd for Emily; base Cosen,<br/>
-Dar'st thou breake first?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I’ll hear no more.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-You are wide.</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exit.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-By heaven and earth, ther's nothing in thee honest.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+If he keep touch, he dies for ’t.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Exit.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Then Ile leave you: you are a Beast now.</p>
+<h3><a name="sceneIII_38.4"></a><b>SCENE IV. Another part of the forest</b></h3>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-As thou makst me, Traytour.</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter Jailer’s <span class="charname">Daughter</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Ther's all things needfull, files and shirts, and perfumes:<br/>
-Ile come againe some two howres hence, and bring<br/>
-That that shall quiet all,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+I am very cold, and all the stars are out too,<br/>
+The little stars and all, that look like aglets.<br/>
+The sun has seen my folly. Palamon!<br/>
+Alas, no; he’s in heaven. Where am I now?<br/>
+Yonder’s the sea, and there’s a ship; how ’t tumbles!<br/>
+And there’s a rock lies watching under water;<br/>
+Now, now, it beats upon it; now, now, now,<br/>
+There’s a leak sprung, a sound one! How they cry!<br/>
+Spoom her before the wind, you’ll lose all else.<br/>
+Up with a course or two, and tack about, boys!<br/>
+Good night, good night; you’re gone. I am very hungry.<br/>
+Would I could find a fine frog; he would tell me<br/>
+News from all parts o’ th’ world; then would I make<br/>
+A carrack of a cockle shell, and sail<br/>
+By east and north-east to the king of pygmies,<br/>
+For he tells fortunes rarely. Now my father,<br/>
+Twenty to one, is trussed up in a trice<br/>
+Tomorrow morning. I’ll say never a word.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-A Sword and Armour?</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Sings.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Feare me not; you are now too fowle; farewell.<br/>
-Get off your Trinkets; you shall want nought.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+<i>For I’ll cut my green coat a foot above my knee,<br/>
+And I’ll clip my yellow locks an inch below mine eye.<br/>
+Hey nonny, nonny, nonny.<br/>
+He’s buy me a white cut, forth for to ride,<br/>
+And I’ll go seek him through the world that is so wide.<br/>
+Hey nonny, nonny, nonny.</i><br/>
+O, for a prick now, like a nightingale,<br/>
+To put my breast against. I shall sleep like a top else.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Sir, ha—</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exit.</i>]</p>
+
+<h3><a name="sceneIII_38.5"></a><b>SCENE V. Another part of the forest</b></h3>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Ile heare no more.  [Exit.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter a <span class="charname">Schoolmaster</span> and five
+<span class="charname">Countrymen</span>, one dressed as a Bavian.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+Fie, fie,<br/>
+What tediosity and disinsanity<br/>
+Is here among ye! Have my rudiments<br/>
+Been laboured so long with ye, milked unto ye,<br/>
+And, by a figure, even the very plum-broth<br/>
+And marrow of my understanding laid upon ye,<br/>
+And do you still cry “Where?” and “How?” and “Wherefore?”<br/>
+You most coarse-frieze capacities, ye jean judgments,<br/>
+Have I said “Thus let be” and “There let be”<br/>
+And “Then let be” and no man understand me?<br/>
+<i>Proh Deum, medius fidius</i>, ye are all dunces!<br/>
+Forwhy,<br/>
+Here stand I; here the Duke comes; there are you,<br/>
+Close in the thicket; the Duke appears; I meet him<br/>
+And unto him I utter learned things<br/>
+And many figures; he hears, and nods, and hums,<br/>
+And then cries “Rare!” and I go forward. At length<br/>
+I fling my cap up—mark there! Then do you<br/>
+As once did Meleager and the boar,<br/>
+Break comely out before him; like true lovers,<br/>
+Cast yourselves in a body decently,<br/>
+And sweetly, by a figure, trace and turn, boys.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-If he keepe touch, he dies for't.  [Exit.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
+And sweetly we will do it, Master Gerald.
+</p>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 4.  (Another part of the forest.)</b></h4>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
+Draw up the company. Where’s the taborer?
+</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Iaylors daughter.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
+Why, Timothy!
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-I am very cold, and all the Stars are out too,<br/>
-The little Stars, and all, that looke like aglets:<br/>
-The Sun has seene my Folly.  Palamon!<br/>
-Alas no; hees in heaven.  Where am I now?<br/>
-Yonder's the sea, and ther's a Ship; how't tumbles!<br/>
-And ther's a Rocke lies watching under water;<br/>
-Now, now, it beates upon it; now, now, now,<br/>
-Ther's a leak sprung, a sound one, how they cry!<br/>
-Spoon her before the winde, you'l loose all els:<br/>
-Vp with a course or two, and take about, Boyes.<br/>
-Good night, good night, y'ar gone.—I am very hungry.<br/>
-Would I could finde a fine Frog; he would tell me<br/>
-Newes from all parts o'th world, then would I make<br/>
-A Carecke of a Cockle shell, and sayle<br/>
-By east and North East to the King of Pigmes,<br/>
-For he tels fortunes rarely.  Now my Father,<br/>
-Twenty to one, is trust up in a trice<br/>
-To morrow morning; Ile say never a word.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>[Sing.]</p>
-
-<p>For ile cut my greene coat a foote above my knee,
-And ile clip my yellow lockes an inch below mine eie.
-hey, nonny, nonny, nonny,
-He's buy me a white Cut, forth for to ride
-And ile goe seeke him, throw the world that is so wide
-hey nonny, nonny, nonny.</p>
-
-<p>O for a pricke now like a Nightingale,<br/>
-To put my breast against.  I shall sleepe like a Top else.<br/>
-[Exit.]<br/>
-</p>
-
-<h4><b>SCENE 5.  (Another part of the forest.)</b></h4>
-
-<p>[Enter a Schoole master, 4. Countrymen, and Bavian. 2. or 3.
-wenches,
- with a Taborer.]</p>
-
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
-Fy, fy, what tediosity, &amp; disensanity is here among ye? have
-my Rudiments bin labourd so long with ye? milkd unto ye, and
-by a figure even the very plumbroth &amp; marrow of my understanding
-laid upon ye? and do you still cry: where, and how, &amp; wherfore?
-you most course freeze capacities, ye jane Iudgements, have I
-saide:
-thus let be, and there let be, and then let be, and no man
-understand
-mee?  Proh deum, medius fidius, ye are all dunces!  For why, here
-stand I, Here the Duke comes, there are you close in the Thicket;
-the Duke appeares, I meete him and unto him I utter learned
-things
-and many figures; he heares, and nods, and hums, and then cries:
-rare, and I goe forward; at length I fling my Cap up; marke
-there;
-then do you, as once did Meleager and the Bore, break comly out
-before him: like true lovers, cast your selves in a Body
-decently,
-and sweetly, by a figure trace and turne, Boyes.</p>
-
-<p>1. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
-And sweetly we will doe it Master Gerrold.</p>
-
-<p>2. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
-Draw up the Company.  Where's the Taborour?</p>
-
-<p>3. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
-Why, Timothy!</p>
-
-<p>TABORER.<br/>
-Here, my mad boyes, have at ye.</p>
-
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
-But I say, where's their women?</p>
-
-<p>4. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
-Here's Friz and Maudline.</p>
-
-<p>2. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
-And little Luce with the white legs, and bouncing Barbery.</p>
-
-<p>1. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
-And freckeled Nel, that never faild her Master.</p>
-
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
-Wher be your Ribands, maids? swym with your Bodies<br/>
-And carry it sweetly, and deliverly<br/>
-And now and then a fauour, and a friske.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>NEL.<br/>
-Let us alone, Sir.</p>
-
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
-Wher's the rest o'th Musicke?</p>
-
-<p>3. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
-Dispersd as you commanded.</p>
-
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+TABORER.<br/>
+Here, my mad boys, have at ye.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+But I say, where’s their women?
+</p>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter five <span class="charname">Countrywomen</span>.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
+Here’s Friz and Maudlin.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
+And little Luce with the white legs, and bouncing Barbary.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
+And freckled Nel, that never failed her master.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+Where be your ribbons, maids? Swim with your bodies,<br/>
+And carry it sweetly and deliverly,<br/>
+And now and then a favour and a frisk.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+NEL.<br/>
+Let us alone, sir.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+Where’s the rest o’ th’ music?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
+Dispersed, as you commanded.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
 Couple, then,<br/>
-And see what's wanting; wher's the Bavian?<br/>
-My friend, carry your taile without offence<br/>
-Or scandall to the Ladies; and be sure<br/>
+And see what’s wanting. Where’s the Bavian?<br/>
+My friend, carry your tail without offence<br/>
+Or scandal to the ladies; and be sure<br/>
 You tumble with audacity and manhood;<br/>
-And when you barke, doe it with judgement.<br/>
+And when you bark, do it with judgment.
 </p>
 
-<p>BAVIAN.<br/>
-Yes, Sir.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+BAVIAN.<br/>
+Yes, sir.
+</p>
 
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
-Quo usque tandem?  Here is a woman wanting.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+<i>Quo usque tandem?</i> Here is a woman wanting.
+</p>
 
-<p>4. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
-We may goe whistle: all the fat's i'th fire.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
+We may go whistle; all the fat’s i’ th’ fire.
+</p>
 
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
 We have,<br/>
-As learned Authours utter, washd a Tile,<br/>
-We have beene FATUUS, and laboured vainely.<br/>
+as learned authors utter, washed a tile.<br/>
+we have been <i>fatuus</i> and laboured vainly.
 </p>
 
-<p>2. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
-This is that scornefull peece, that scurvy hilding,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
+This is that scornful piece, that scurvy hilding,<br/>
 That gave her promise faithfully, she would be here,<br/>
-Cicely the Sempsters daughter:<br/>
-The next gloves that I give her shall be dog skin;<br/>
-Nay and she faile me once—you can tell, Arcas,<br/>
-She swore by wine and bread, she would not breake.<br/>
+Cicely, the sempster’s daughter.<br/>
+The next gloves that I give her shall be dogskin!<br/>
+Nay an she fail me once—You can tell, Arcas,<br/>
+She swore by wine and bread, she would not break.
 </p>
 
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
-An Eele and woman,<br/>
-A learned Poet sayes, unles by'th taile<br/>
-And with thy teeth thou hold, will either faile.<br/>
-In manners this was false position<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+An eel and woman,<br/>
+A learned poet says, unless by th’ tail<br/>
+And with thy teeth thou hold, will either fail.<br/>
+In manners this was false position
 </p>
 
-<p>1. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
-A fire ill take her; do's she flinch now?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
+A fire ill take her; does she flinch now?
+</p>
 
-<p>3. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
 What<br/>
-Shall we determine, Sir?<br/>
+Shall we determine, sir?
 </p>
 
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
 Nothing.<br/>
-Our busines is become a nullity;<br/>
-Yea, and a woefull, and a pittious nullity.<br/>
+Our busines is become a nullity,<br/>
+Yea, and a woeful and a piteous nullity.
 </p>
 
-<p>4. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
-Now when the credite of our Towne lay on it,<br/>
-Now to be frampall, now to pisse o'th nettle!<br/>
-Goe thy waies; ile remember thee, ile fit thee.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+FOURTH COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
+Now, when the credit of our town lay on it,<br/>
+Now to be frampul, now to piss o’ th’ nettle!<br/>
+Go thy ways; I’ll remember thee. I’ll fit thee.
 </p>
 
-<p>[Enter Iaylors daughter.]</p>
-
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-[Sings.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter Jailer’s <span class="charname">Daughter</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>The George alow came from the South,<br/>
-From the coast of Barbary a.<br/>
-And there he met with brave gallants of war<br/>
-By one, by two, by three, a.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+[<i>Sings</i>.]<br/>
+<i>The George Alow came from the south,<br/>
+From the coast of Barbary-a.<br/>
+And there he met with brave gallants of war,<br/>
+By one, by two, by three-a.</i>
 </p>
 
-<p>Well haild, well haild, you jolly gallants,<br/>
-And whither now are you bound a?<br/>
-O let me have your company  [Chaire and stooles out.]<br/>
-Till (I) come to the sound a.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+<i>Well hailed, well hailed, you jolly gallants,<br/>
+And whither now are you bound-a?<br/>
+O let me have your company<br/>
+Till I come to the sound-a.</i>
 </p>
 
-<p>There was three fooles, fell out about an howlet:<br/>
-The one sed it was an owle,<br/>
-The other he sed nay,<br/>
-The third he sed it was a hawke,<br/>
-And her bels wer cut away.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+<i>There was three fools fell out about an howlet:<br/>
+The one said it was an owl,<br/>
+The other he said nay,<br/>
+The third he said it was a hawk,<br/>
+And her bells were cut away.</i>
 </p>
 
-<p>3. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
-Ther's a dainty mad woman M(aiste)r<br/>
-Comes i'th Nick, as mad as a march hare:<br/>
-If wee can get her daunce, wee are made againe:<br/>
-I warrant her, shee'l doe the rarest gambols.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
+There’s a dainty mad woman, Master,<br/>
+Comes i’ th’ nick, as mad as a March hare.<br/>
+If we can get her dance, we are made again;<br/>
+I warrant her, she’ll do the rarest gambols.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
-A mad woman? we are made, Boyes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
+A madwoman? We are made, boys.
+</p>
 
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
-And are you mad, good woman?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+And are you mad, good woman?
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-I would be sorry else;<br/>
-Give me your hand.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+I would be sorry else.<br/>
+Give me your hand.
 </p>
 
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
-Why?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+Why?
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
 I can tell your fortune.<br/>
-You are a foole: tell ten.  I have pozd him: Buz!<br/>
-Friend you must eate no whitebread; if you doe,<br/>
-Your teeth will bleede extreamely.  Shall we dance, ho?<br/>
-I know you, y'ar a Tinker: Sirha Tinker,<br/>
-Stop no more holes, but what you should.<br/>
+You are a fool. Tell ten. I have posed him. Buzz!<br/>
+Friend, you must eat no white bread; if you do,<br/>
+Your teeth will bleed extremely. Shall we dance, ho?<br/>
+I know you, you’re a tinker; sirrah tinker,<br/>
+Stop no more holes but what you should.
 </p>
 
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
-Dij boni.  A Tinker, Damzell?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+<i>Dii boni!</i> A tinker, damsel?
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Or a Conjurer:<br/>
-Raise me a devill now, and let him play<br/>
-Quipassa o'th bels and bones.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Or a conjurer.<br/>
+Raise me a devil now, and let him play<br/>
+<i>Qui passa</i> o’ th’ bells and bones.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+Go, take her,<br/>
+And fluently persuade her to a peace.<br/>
+<i>Et opus exegi, quod nec Jovis ira, nec ignis—</i><br/>
+Strike up, and lead her in.
 </p>
 
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
-Goe, take her,<br/>
-And fluently perswade her to a peace:<br/>
-Et opus exegi, quod nec Iouis ira, nec ignis.<br/>
-Strike up, and leade her in.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
+Come, lass, let’s trip it.
 </p>
 
-<p>2. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
-Come, Lasse, lets trip it.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+I’ll lead.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Ile leade.  [Winde Hornes.]</p>
-
-<p>3. COUNTREYMAN.<br/>
-Doe, doe.</p>
-
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
-Perswasively, and cunningly: away, boyes,  [Ex. all but<br/>
-Schoolemaster.]<br/>
-I heare the hornes: give me some meditation,<br/>
-And marke your Cue.—Pallas inspire me.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>[Enter Thes. Pir. Hip. Emil. Arcite, and traine.]</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-This way the Stag tooke.</p>
-
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
-Stay, and edifie.</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-What have we here?</p>
-
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Some Countrey sport, upon my life, Sir.</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Well, Sir, goe forward, we will edifie.<br/>
-Ladies, sit downe, wee'l stay it.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
-Thou, doughtie Duke, all haile: all haile, sweet Ladies.</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-This is a cold beginning.</p>
-
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
-If you but favour, our Country pastime made is.<br/>
-We are a few of those collected here,<br/>
-That ruder Tongues distinguish villager;<br/>
-And to say veritie, and not to fable,<br/>
-We are a merry rout, or else a rable,<br/>
-Or company, or, by a figure, Choris,<br/>
-That fore thy dignitie will dance a Morris.<br/>
-And I, that am the rectifier of all,<br/>
-By title Pedagogus, that let fall<br/>
-The Birch upon the breeches of the small ones,<br/>
-And humble with a Ferula the tall ones,<br/>
-Doe here present this Machine, or this frame:<br/>
-And daintie Duke, whose doughtie dismall fame<br/>
-From Dis to Dedalus, from post to pillar,<br/>
-Is blowne abroad, helpe me thy poore well willer,<br/>
-And with thy twinckling eyes looke right and straight<br/>
-Vpon this mighty MORR—of mickle waight;<br/>
-IS now comes in, which being glewd together,<br/>
-Makes MORRIS, and the cause that we came hether.<br/>
-The body of our sport, of no small study,<br/>
-I first appeare, though rude, and raw, and muddy,<br/>
-To speake before thy noble grace this tenner:<br/>
-At whose great feete I offer up my penner.<br/>
-The next the Lord of May and Lady bright,<br/>
-The Chambermaid and Servingman by night<br/>
-That seeke out silent hanging: Then mine Host<br/>
-And his fat Spowse, that welcomes to their cost<br/>
-The gauled Traveller, and with a beckning<br/>
-Informes the Tapster to inflame the reckning:<br/>
-Then the beast eating Clowne, and next the foole,<br/>
-The Bavian, with long tayle and eke long toole,<br/>
-Cum multis alijs that make a dance:<br/>
-Say 'I,' and all shall presently advance.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-I, I, by any meanes, deere Domine.</p>
-
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Produce.</p>
-
-<p>(SCHOOLMASTER.)<br/>
-Intrate, filij; Come forth, and foot it.—</p>
-
-<p>[Musicke, Dance.  Knocke for Schoole.]</p>
-
-<p>[Enter the Dance.]</p>
-
-<p>Ladies, if we have beene merry,<br/>
-And have pleasd yee with a derry,<br/>
-And a derry, and a downe,<br/>
-Say the Schoolemaster's no Clowne:<br/>
-Duke, if we have pleasd thee too,<br/>
-And have done as good Boyes should doe,<br/>
-Give us but a tree or twaine<br/>
-For a Maypole, and againe,<br/>
-Ere another yeare run out,<br/>
-Wee'l make thee laugh and all this rout.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Take 20., Domine; how does my sweet heart?</p>
-
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-Never so pleasd, Sir.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD COUNTRYMAN.<br/>
+Do, do!
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Twas an excellent dance, and for a preface<br/>
-I never heard a better.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+Persuasively, and cunningly.<br/>
+Away, boys; I hear the horns. Give me some meditation,<br/>
+And mark your cue.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt all but <span class="charname">Schoolmaster</span>.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Pallas inspire me.
+</p>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Theseus, Pirithous, Hippolyta, Emilia,</span> and
+train.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+This way the stag took.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+Stay, and edify!
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+What have we here?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Some country sport, upon my life, sir.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Well, sir, go forward; we will “edify.”<br/>
+Ladies, sit down. We’ll stay it.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Schoolemaster, I thanke you.—One see'em all rewarded.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+Thou doughty Duke, all hail! All hail, sweet ladies!
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+This is a cold beginning.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+If you but favour, our country pastime made is.<br/>
+We are a few of those collected here<br/>
+That ruder tongues distinguish “villager.”<br/>
+And to say verity, and not to fable,<br/>
+We are a merry rout, or else a <i>rabble</i>,<br/>
+Or company, or by a figure, <i>chorus</i>,<br/>
+That ’fore thy dignity will dance a morris.<br/>
+And I that am the rectifier of all,<br/>
+By title <i>pædagogus</i>, that let fall<br/>
+The birch upon the breeches of the small ones,<br/>
+And humble with a ferula the tall ones,<br/>
+Do here present this machine, or this frame.<br/>
+And, dainty Duke, whose doughty dismal fame<br/>
+From Dis to Dædalus, from post to pillar,<br/>
+Is blown abroad, help me, thy poor well-willer,<br/>
+And with thy twinkling eyes look right and straight<br/>
+Upon this mighty <i>Morr</i>, of mickle weight.<br/>
+<i>Is</i> now comes in, which being glued together<br/>
+Makes <i>Morris</i>, and the cause that we came hither.<br/>
+The body of our sport, of no small study.<br/>
+I first appear, though rude and raw and muddy,<br/>
+To speak before thy noble grace this tenner,<br/>
+At whose great feet I offer up my penner.<br/>
+The next, the Lord of May and Lady bright,<br/>
+The Chambermaid and Servingman, by night<br/>
+That seek out silent hanging; then mine Host<br/>
+And his fat Spouse, that welcomes to their cost<br/>
+The galled traveller, and with a beck’ning<br/>
+Informs the tapster to inflame the reck’ning.<br/>
+Then the beest-eating Clown and next the Fool,<br/>
+The Bavian with long tail and eke long tool,<br/>
+<i>Cum multis aliis</i> that make a dance.<br/>
+Say “Ay,” and all shall presently advance.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Ay, ay, by any means, dear <i>Domine</i>.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Produce.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+<i>Intrate, filii!</i> Come forth and foot it.
+</p>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Music. Enter the <span class="charname">Countrymen, Countrywomen</span> and
+<span class="charname">Jailer’s Daughter;</span> they perform a morris dance.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Ladies, if we have been merry<br/>
+And have pleased ye with a derry,<br/>
+And a derry, and a down,<br/>
+Say the schoolmaster’s no clown.<br/>
+Duke, if we have pleased thee too<br/>
+And have done as good boys should do,<br/>
+Give us but a tree or twain<br/>
+For a Maypole, and again,<br/>
+Ere another year run out,<br/>
+We’ll make thee laugh, and all this rout.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Take twenty, <i>Domine</i>.—How does my sweetheart?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+Never so pleased, sir.
+</p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-And heer's something to paint your Pole withall.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+’Twas an excellent dance,<br/>
+And, for a preface, I never heard a better.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Now to our sports againe.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Schoolmaster, I thank you.—One see’em all rewarded.
+</p>
 
-<p>SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
-May the Stag thou huntst stand long,<br/>
-And thy dogs be swift and strong:<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+And here’s something to paint your pole withal.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>He gives money.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Now to our sports again.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+SCHOOLMASTER.<br/>
+May the stag thou hunt’st stand long,<br/>
+And thy dogs be swift and strong;<br/>
 May they kill him without lets,<br/>
-And the Ladies eate his dowsets!<br/>
-Come, we are all made.  [Winde Hornes.]<br/>
-Dij Deoeq(ue) omnes, ye have danc'd rarely, wenches.  [Exeunt.]<br/>
-</p>
-
-<h4><b>SCENE 6.  (Same as Scene III.)</b></h4>
-
-<p>[Enter Palamon from the Bush.]</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-About this houre my Cosen gave his faith<br/>
-To visit me againe, and with him bring<br/>
-Two Swords, and two good Armors; if he faile,<br/>
-He's neither man nor Souldier.  When he left me,<br/>
-I did not thinke a weeke could have restord<br/>
-My lost strength to me, I was growne so low,<br/>
-And Crest-falne with my wants: I thanke thee, Arcite,<br/>
-Thou art yet a faire Foe; and I feele my selfe<br/>
-With this refreshing, able once againe<br/>
-To out dure danger: To delay it longer<br/>
+And the ladies eat his dowsets.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">
+[<i>Exeunt <span class="charname">Theseus, Pirithous, Hippolyta, Emelia, Arcite</span>
+and Train. Horns winded as they go out.</i>]
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Come, we are all made. <i>Dii deæque omnes</i>,<br/>
+You have danced rarely, wenches.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt.</i>]</p>
+
+<h3><a name="sceneIII_38.6"></a><b>SCENE VI. The same part of the forest as in scene III.</b></h3>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Palamon</span> from the bush.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+About this hour my cousin gave his faith<br/>
+To visit me again, and with him bring<br/>
+Two swords and two good armours. If he fail,<br/>
+He’s neither man nor soldier. When he left me,<br/>
+I did not think a week could have restored<br/>
+My lost strength to me, I was grown so low<br/>
+And crestfall’n with my wants. I thank thee, Arcite,<br/>
+Thou art yet a fair foe, and I feel myself,<br/>
+With this refreshing, able once again<br/>
+To outdure danger. To delay it longer<br/>
 Would make the world think, when it comes to hearing,<br/>
-That I lay fatting like a Swine to fight,<br/>
-And not a Souldier: Therefore, this blest morning<br/>
-Shall be the last; and that Sword he refuses,<br/>
-If it but hold, I kill him with; tis Iustice:<br/>
-So love, and Fortune for me!—O, good morrow.<br/>
+That I lay fatting like a swine to fight<br/>
+And not a soldier. Therefore, this blest morning<br/>
+Shall be the last; and that sword he refuses,<br/>
+If it but hold, I kill him with. ’Tis justice.<br/>
+So, love and fortune for me!
 </p>
 
-<p>[Enter Arcite with Armors and Swords.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Arcite</span> with armours and swords.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+O, good morrow.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Good morrow, noble kinesman.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Good morrow, noble kinsman.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-I have put you to too much paines, Sir.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+I have put you<br/>
+To too much pains, sir.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-That too much, faire Cosen,<br/>
-Is but a debt to honour, and my duty.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+That too much, fair cousin,<br/>
+Is but a debt to honour, and my duty.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Would you were so in all, Sir; I could wish ye<br/>
-As kinde a kinsman, as you force me finde<br/>
-A beneficiall foe, that my embraces<br/>
-Might thanke ye, not my blowes.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Would you were so in all, sir; I could wish ye<br/>
+As kind a kinsman as you force me find<br/>
+A beneficial foe, that my embraces<br/>
+Might thank ye, not my blows.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-I shall thinke either, well done,<br/>
-A noble recompence.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I shall think either,<br/>
+Well done, a noble recompence.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Then I shall quit you.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Then I shall quit you.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Defy me in these faire termes, and you show<br/>
-More then a Mistris to me, no more anger<br/>
-As you love any thing that's honourable:<br/>
-We were not bred to talke, man; when we are arm'd<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Defy me in these fair terms, and you show<br/>
+More than a mistress to me. No more anger,<br/>
+As you love anything that’s honourable!<br/>
+We were not bred to talk, man; when we are armed<br/>
 And both upon our guards, then let our fury,<br/>
-Like meeting of two tides, fly strongly from us,<br/>
-And then to whom the birthright of this Beauty<br/>
-Truely pertaines (without obbraidings, scornes,<br/>
-Dispisings of our persons, and such powtings,<br/>
-Fitter for Girles and Schooleboyes) will be seene<br/>
-And quickly, yours, or mine: wilt please you arme, Sir,<br/>
-Or if you feele yourselfe not fitting yet<br/>
-And furnishd with your old strength, ile stay, Cosen,<br/>
-And ev'ry day discourse you into health,<br/>
-As I am spard: your person I am friends with,<br/>
-And I could wish I had not saide I lov'd her,<br/>
-Though I had dide; But loving such a Lady<br/>
-And justifying my Love, I must not fly from't.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+Like meeting of two tides, fly strongly from us;<br/>
+And then to whom the birthright of this beauty<br/>
+Truly pertains—without upbraidings, scorns,<br/>
+Despisings of our persons, and such poutings,<br/>
+Fitter for girls and schoolboys—will be seen,<br/>
+And quickly, yours or mine. Will ’t please you arm, sir?<br/>
+Or, if you feel yourself not fitting yet<br/>
+And furnished with your old strength, I’ll stay, cousin,<br/>
+And every day discourse you into health,<br/>
+As I am spared. Your person I am friends with,<br/>
+And I could wish I had not said I loved her,<br/>
+Though I had died; but, loving such a lady,<br/>
+And justifying my love, I must not fly from ’t.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 Arcite, thou art so brave an enemy,<br/>
-That no man but thy Cosen's fit to kill thee:<br/>
-I am well and lusty, choose your Armes.<br/>
+That no man but thy cousin’s fit to kill thee.<br/>
+I am well and lusty; choose your arms.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Choose you, Sir.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Choose you, sir.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Wilt thou exceede in all, or do'st thou doe it<br/>
-To make me spare thee?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Wilt thou exceed in all, or dost thou do it<br/>
+To make me spare thee?
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-If you thinke so, Cosen,<br/>
-You are deceived, for as I am a Soldier,<br/>
-I will not spare you.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+If you think so, cousin,<br/>
+You are deceived, for as I am a soldier,<br/>
+I will not spare you.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-That's well said.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+That’s well said.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-You'l finde it.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+You’ll find it.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 Then, as I am an honest man and love<br/>
 With all the justice of affection,<br/>
-Ile pay thee soundly.  This ile take.<br/>
+I’ll pay thee soundly.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-That's mine, then;<br/>
-Ile arme you first.<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>He chooses armour.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+This I’ll take.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Do: pray thee, tell me, Cosen,<br/>
-Where gotst thou this good Armour?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+That’s mine, then.<br/>
+I’ll arm you first.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Tis the Dukes,<br/>
-And to say true, I stole it; doe I pinch you?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Do.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Noe.</p>
+<p class="right">[<i><span class="charname">Arcite</span> begins arming him.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Is't not too heavie?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+Pray thee, tell me, cousin,<br/>
+Where got’st thou this good armour?
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-I have worne a lighter,<br/>
-But I shall make it serve.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+’Tis the Duke’s,<br/>
+And, to say true, I stole it. Do I pinch you?
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Ile buckl't close.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+No.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-By any meanes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Is’t not too heavy?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-You care not for a Grand guard?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+I have worn a lighter,<br/>
+But I shall make it serve.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-No, no; wee'l use no horses: I perceave<br/>
-You would faine be at that Fight.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I’ll buckle ’t close.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-I am indifferent.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+By any means.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Faith, so am I: good Cosen, thrust the buckle<br/>
-Through far enough.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+You care not for a grand guard?
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-I warrant you.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+No, no; we’ll use no horses: I perceive<br/>
+You would fain be at that fight.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-My Caske now.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I am indifferent.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Will you fight bare-armd?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Faith, so am I. Good cousin, thrust the buckle<br/>
+Through far enough.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-We shall be the nimbler.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I warrant you.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+My casque now.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Will you fight bare-armed?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+We shall be the nimbler.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-But use your Gauntlets though; those are o'th least,<br/>
-Prethee take mine, good Cosen.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+But use your gauntlets though. Those are o’ th’ least;<br/>
+Prithee take mine, good cousin.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Thanke you, Arcite.<br/>
-How doe I looke? am I falne much away?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Thank you, Arcite.<br/>
+How do I look? Am I fall’n much away?
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Faith, very little; love has usd you kindly.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Faith, very little; love has used you kindly.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Ile warrant thee, Ile strike home.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+I’ll warrant thee, I’ll strike home.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Do, and spare not.<br/>
+I’ll give you cause, sweet cousin.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Doe, and spare not;<br/>
-Ile give you cause, sweet Cosen.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Now to you, sir.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Now to you, Sir:<br/>
-Me thinkes this Armor's very like that, Arcite,<br/>
-Thou wor'st the day the 3. Kings fell, but lighter.<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>He begins to arm <span class="charname">Arcite</span>.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Methinks this armour’s very like that, Arcite,<br/>
+Thou wor’st that day the three kings fell, but lighter.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 That was a very good one; and that day,<br/>
-I well remember, you outdid me, Cosen.<br/>
-I never saw such valour: when you chargd<br/>
-Vpon the left wing of the Enemie,<br/>
-I spurd hard to come up, and under me<br/>
-I had a right good horse.<br/>
+I well remember, you outdid me, cousin;<br/>
+I never saw such valour. When you charged<br/>
+Upon the left wing of the enemy,<br/>
+I spurred hard to come up, and under me<br/>
+I had a right good horse.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-You had indeede; a bright Bay, I remember.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+You had indeed;<br/>
+A bright bay, I remember.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 Yes, but all<br/>
-Was vainely labour'd in me; you outwent me,<br/>
-Nor could my wishes reach you; yet a little<br/>
-I did by imitation.<br/>
+Was vainly laboured in me; you outwent me,<br/>
+Nor could my wishes reach you. Yet a little<br/>
+I did by imitation.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-More by vertue;<br/>
-You are modest, Cosen.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+More by virtue;<br/>
+You are modest, cousin.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 When I saw you charge first,<br/>
-Me thought I heard a dreadfull clap of Thunder<br/>
-Breake from the Troope.<br/>
+Me thought I heard a dreadful clap of thunder<br/>
+Break from the troop.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 But still before that flew<br/>
-The lightning of your valour.  Stay a little,<br/>
-Is not this peece too streight?<br/>
+The lightning of your valour. Stay a little;<br/>
+Is not this piece too straight?
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-No, no, tis well.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+No, no, ’tis well.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-I would have nothing hurt thee but my Sword,<br/>
-A bruise would be dishonour.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+I would have nothing hurt thee but my sword.<br/>
+A bruise would be dishonour.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Now I am perfect.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Now I am perfect.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Stand off, then.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Stand off, then.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Take my sword; I hold it better.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Take my Sword, I hold it better.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+I thank ye, no; keep it; your life lies on it.<br/>
+Here’s one; if it but hold, I ask no more<br/>
+For all my hopes. My cause and honour guard me!
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-I thanke ye: No, keepe it; your life lyes on it.<br/>
-Here's one; if it but hold, I aske no more<br/>
-For all my hopes: My Cause and honour guard me!  [They bow<br/>
- severall wayes: then advance and stand.]<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+And me my love!
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-And me my love!  Is there ought else to say?</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>They bow several ways, then advance and stand.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Is there aught else to say?
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-This onely, and no more: Thou art mine Aunts Son,<br/>
-And that blood we desire to shed is mutuall;<br/>
-In me, thine, and in thee, mine.  My Sword<br/>
-Is in my hand, and if thou killst me,<br/>
-The gods and I forgive thee; If there be<br/>
-A place prepar'd for those that sleepe in honour,<br/>
-I wish his wearie soule that falls may win it:<br/>
-Fight bravely, Cosen; give me thy noble hand.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+This only, and no more. Thou art mine aunt’s son.<br/>
+And that blood we desire to shed is mutual,<br/>
+In me thine, and in thee mine. My sword<br/>
+Is in my hand, and if thou killest me,<br/>
+The gods and I forgive thee. If there be<br/>
+A place prepared for those that sleep in honour,<br/>
+I wish his weary soul that falls may win it.<br/>
+Fight bravely, cousin; give me thy noble hand.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Here, Palamon: This hand shall never more<br/>
-Come neare thee with such friendship.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Here, Palamon. This hand shall never more<br/>
+Come near thee with such friendship.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-I commend thee.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+I commend thee.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 If I fall, curse me, and say I was a coward,<br/>
-For none but such dare die in these just Tryalls.<br/>
-Once more farewell, my Cosen.<br/>
+For none but such dare die in these just trials.<br/>
+Once more farewell, my cousin.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Farewell, Arcite.  [Fight.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Farewell, Arcite.
+</p>
 
-<p>[Hornes within: they stand.]</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>They fight. Horns within. They stand</i>.]</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Loe, Cosen, loe, our Folly has undon us.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Lo, cousin, lo, our folly has undone us.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Why?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Why?
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-This is the Duke, a hunting as I told you.<br/>
-If we be found, we are wretched.  O retire<br/>
-For honours sake, and safety presently<br/>
-Into your Bush agen; Sir, we shall finde<br/>
-Too many howres to dye in: gentle Cosen,<br/>
-If you be seene you perish instantly<br/>
-For breaking prison, and I, if you reveale me,<br/>
-For my contempt.  Then all the world will scorne us,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+This is the Duke, a-hunting, as I told you.<br/>
+If we be found, we are wretched. O, retire,<br/>
+For honour’s sake and safety, presently<br/>
+Into your bush again. Sir, we shall find<br/>
+Too many hours to die in. Gentle cousin,<br/>
+If you be seen, you perish instantly<br/>
+For breaking prison and I, if you reveal me,<br/>
+For my contempt. Then all the world will scorn us,<br/>
 And say we had a noble difference,<br/>
-But base disposers of it.<br/>
+But base disposers of it.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-No, no, Cosen,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+No, no, cousin,<br/>
 I will no more be hidden, nor put off<br/>
-This great adventure to a second Tryall:<br/>
-I know your cunning, and I know your cause;<br/>
-He that faints now, shame take him: put thyselfe<br/>
-Vpon thy present guard—<br/>
+This great adventure to a second trial;<br/>
+I know your cunning and I know your cause.<br/>
+He that faints now, shame take him! Put thyself<br/>
+Upon thy present guard—
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-You are not mad?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+You are not mad?
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Or I will make th'advantage of this howre<br/>
-Mine owne, and what to come shall threaten me,<br/>
-I feare lesse then my fortune: know, weake Cosen,<br/>
-I love Emilia, and in that ile bury<br/>
-Thee, and all crosses else.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Or I will make th’advantage of this hour<br/>
+Mine own, and what to come shall threaten me<br/>
+I fear less than my fortune. Know, weak cousin,<br/>
+I love Emilia, and in that I’ll bury<br/>
+Thee, and all crosses else.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 Then, come what can come,<br/>
 Thou shalt know, Palamon, I dare as well<br/>
-Die, as discourse, or sleepe: Onely this feares me,<br/>
+Die, as discourse, or sleep. Only this fears me,<br/>
 The law will have the honour of our ends.<br/>
-Have at thy life.<br/>
+Have at thy life!
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Looke to thine owne well, Arcite.  [Fight againe.  Hornes.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Look to thine own well, Arcite.
+</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Theseus, Hipolita, Emilia, Perithous and traine.]</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>They fight. Horns within. They stand.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-What ignorant and mad malicious Traitors,<br/>
-Are you, That gainst the tenor of my Lawes<br/>
-Are making Battaile, thus like Knights appointed,<br/>
-Without my leave, and Officers of Armes?<br/>
-By Castor, both shall dye.<br/>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Theseus, Hippolyta, Emilia, Pirithous</span> and
+train.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+What ignorant and mad malicious traitors<br/>
+Are you, that ’gainst the tenor of my laws<br/>
+Are making battle, thus like knights appointed,<br/>
+Without my leave, and officers of arms?<br/>
+By Castor, both shall die.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 Hold thy word, Theseus.<br/>
-We are certainly both Traitors, both despisers<br/>
-Of thee and of thy goodnesse: I am Palamon,<br/>
-That cannot love thee, he that broke thy Prison;<br/>
-Thinke well what that deserves: and this is Arcite,<br/>
-A bolder Traytor never trod thy ground,<br/>
-A Falser neu'r seem'd friend: This is the man<br/>
-Was begd and banish'd; this is he contemnes thee<br/>
-And what thou dar'st doe, and in this disguise<br/>
-Against thy owne Edict followes thy Sister,<br/>
-That fortunate bright Star, the faire Emilia,<br/>
-Whose servant, (if there be a right in seeing,<br/>
-And first bequeathing of the soule to) justly<br/>
-I am, and, which is more, dares thinke her his.<br/>
-This treacherie, like a most trusty Lover,<br/>
-I call'd him now to answer; if thou bee'st,<br/>
-As thou art spoken, great and vertuous,<br/>
-The true descider of all injuries,<br/>
-Say, 'Fight againe,' and thou shalt see me, Theseus,<br/>
-Doe such a Iustice, thou thyselfe wilt envie.<br/>
-Then take my life; Ile wooe thee too't.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
+We are certainly both traitors, both despisers<br/>
+Of thee and of thy goodness. I am Palamon,<br/>
+That cannot love thee, he that broke thy prison.<br/>
+Think well what that deserves. And this is Arcite.<br/>
+A bolder traitor never trod thy ground,<br/>
+A falser ne’er seemed friend. This is the man<br/>
+Was begged and banished; this is he contemns thee<br/>
+And what thou dar’st do; and in this disguise,<br/>
+Against thine own edict, follows thy sister,<br/>
+That fortunate bright star, the fair Emilia,<br/>
+Whose servant—if there be a right in seeing<br/>
+And first bequeathing of the soul to—justly<br/>
+I am; and, which is more, dares think her his.<br/>
+This treachery, like a most trusty lover,<br/>
+I called him now to answer. If thou be’st<br/>
+As thou art spoken, great and virtuous,<br/>
+The true decider of all injuries,<br/>
+Say “Fight again,” and thou shalt see me, Theseus,<br/>
+Do such a justice thou thyself wilt envy.<br/>
+Then take my life; I’ll woo thee to ’t.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
 O heaven,<br/>
-What more then man is this!<br/>
+What more than man is this!
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-I have sworne.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+I have sworn.
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-We seeke not<br/>
-Thy breath of mercy, Theseus. Tis to me<br/>
-A thing as soone to dye, as thee to say it,<br/>
-And no more mov'd: where this man calls me Traitor,<br/>
-Let me say thus much: if in love be Treason,<br/>
-In service of so excellent a Beutie,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+We seek not<br/>
+Thy breath of mercy, Theseus. ’Tis to me<br/>
+A thing as soon to die as thee to say it,<br/>
+And no more moved. Where this man calls me traitor,<br/>
+Let me say thus much: if in love be treason,<br/>
+In service of so excellent a beauty,<br/>
 As I love most, and in that faith will perish,<br/>
-As I have brought my life here to confirme it,<br/>
-As I have serv'd her truest, worthiest,<br/>
-As I dare kill this Cosen, that denies it,<br/>
-So let me be most Traitor, and ye please me.<br/>
-For scorning thy Edict, Duke, aske that Lady<br/>
-Why she is faire, and why her eyes command me<br/>
-Stay here to love her; and if she say 'Traytor,'<br/>
-I am a villaine fit to lye unburied.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Thou shalt have pitty of us both, o Theseus,<br/>
-If unto neither thou shew mercy; stop<br/>
-(As thou art just) thy noble eare against us.<br/>
-As thou art valiant, for thy Cosens soule<br/>
-Whose 12. strong labours crowne his memory,<br/>
-Lets die together, at one instant, Duke,<br/>
-Onely a little let him fall before me,<br/>
-That I may tell my Soule he shall not have her.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-I grant your wish, for, to say true, your Cosen<br/>
-Has ten times more offended; for I gave him<br/>
-More mercy then you found, Sir, your offenses<br/>
-Being no more then his.  None here speake for 'em,<br/>
-For, ere the Sun set, both shall sleepe for ever.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-Alas the pitty! now or never, Sister,<br/>
-Speake, not to be denide; That face of yours<br/>
-Will beare the curses else of after ages<br/>
-For these lost Cosens.<br/>
+As I have brought my life here to confirm it,<br/>
+As I have served her truest, worthiest,<br/>
+As I dare kill this cousin that denies it,<br/>
+So let me be most traitor, and you please me.<br/>
+For scorning thy edict, Duke, ask that lady<br/>
+Why she is fair, and why her eyes command me<br/>
+Stay here to love her; and if she say “traitor,”<br/>
+I am a villain fit to lie unburied.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-In my face, deare Sister,<br/>
-I finde no anger to 'em, nor no ruyn;<br/>
-The misadventure of their owne eyes kill 'em;<br/>
-Yet that I will be woman, and have pitty,<br/>
-My knees shall grow to'th ground but Ile get mercie.<br/>
-Helpe me, deare Sister; in a deede so vertuous<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Thou shalt have pity of us both, O Theseus,<br/>
+If unto neither thou show mercy. Stop,<br/>
+As thou art just, thy noble ear against us;<br/>
+As thou art valiant, for thy cousin’s soul,<br/>
+Whose twelve strong labours crown his memory,<br/>
+Let’s die together at one instant, Duke;<br/>
+Only a little let him fall before me,<br/>
+That I may tell my soul he shall not have her.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+I grant your wish, for, to say true, your cousin<br/>
+Has ten times more offended, for I gave him<br/>
+More mercy than you found, sir, your offences<br/>
+Being no more than his. None here speak for ’em,<br/>
+For, ere the sun set, both shall sleep for ever.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+Alas the pity! Now or never, sister,<br/>
+Speak, not to be denied. That face of yours<br/>
+Will bear the curses else of after ages<br/>
+For these lost cousins.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+In my face, dear sister,<br/>
+I find no anger to ’em, nor no ruin;<br/>
+The misadventure of their own eyes kill ’em.<br/>
+Yet that I will be woman and have pity,<br/>
+My knees shall grow to’ th’ ground but I’ll get mercy.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>She kneels.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Help me, dear sister; in a deed so virtuous<br/>
 The powers of all women will be with us.<br/>
-Most royall Brother—<br/>
+Most royal brother—
 </p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-Sir, by our tye of Marriage—</p>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+[<i>Kneels.</i>] Sir, by our tie of marriage—
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-By your owne spotlesse honour—</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+By your own spotless honour—
+</p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
 By that faith,<br/>
-That faire hand, and that honest heart you gave me.<br/>
+That fair hand, and that honest heart you gave me—
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-By that you would have pitty in another,<br/>
-By your owne vertues infinite.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+By that you would have pity in another,<br/>
+By your own virtues infinite—
 </p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
 By valour,<br/>
-By all the chaste nights I have ever pleasd you.<br/>
+By all the chaste nights I have ever pleased you—
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+These are strange conjurings.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-These are strange Conjurings.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Nay, then, I’ll in too.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Kneels.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Nay, then, Ile in too:<br/>
-By all our friendship, Sir, by all our dangers,<br/>
-By all you love most: warres and this sweet Lady.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+By all our friendship, sir, by all our dangers,<br/>
+By all you love most: wars and this sweet lady—
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-By that you would have trembled to deny,<br/>
-A blushing Maide.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+By that you would have trembled to deny<br/>
+A blushing maid—
 </p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-By your owne eyes: By strength,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+By your own eyes, by strength,<br/>
 In which you swore I went beyond all women,<br/>
-Almost all men, and yet I yeelded, Theseus.<br/>
+Almost all men, and yet I yielded, Theseus—
 </p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-To crowne all this: By your most noble soule,<br/>
-Which cannot want due mercie, I beg first.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+To crown all this, by your most noble soul,<br/>
+Which cannot want due mercy, I beg first.
 </p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-Next, heare my prayers.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+Next, hear my prayers.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Last, let me intreate, Sir.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Last, let me entreat, sir.
+</p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-For mercy.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+For mercy.
+</p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-Mercy.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+Mercy.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Mercy on these Princes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Mercy on these princes.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Ye make my faith reele: Say I felt<br/>
-Compassion to'em both, how would you place it?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Ye make my faith reel. Say I felt<br/>
+Compassion to’em both, how would you place it?
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Vpon their lives: But with their banishments.</p>
+<p class="right">
+[<i><span class="charname">Emilia, Hippolyta</span> and
+<span class="charname">Pirithous</span> rise.</i>]
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-You are a right woman, Sister; you have pitty,<br/>
-But want the vnderstanding where to use it.<br/>
-If you desire their lives, invent a way<br/>
-Safer then banishment: Can these two live<br/>
-And have the agony of love about 'em,<br/>
-And not kill one another?  Every day<br/>
-They'ld fight about you; howrely bring your honour<br/>
-In publique question with their Swords.  Be wise, then,<br/>
-And here forget 'em; it concernes your credit<br/>
-And my oth equally: I have said they die;<br/>
-Better they fall by'th law, then one another.<br/>
-Bow not my honor.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Upon their lives. But with their banishments.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-O my noble Brother,<br/>
-That oth was rashly made, and in your anger,<br/>
-Your reason will not hold it; if such vowes<br/>
-Stand for expresse will, all the world must perish.<br/>
-Beside, I have another oth gainst yours,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+You are a right woman, sister: you have pity,<br/>
+But want the understanding where to use it.<br/>
+If you desire their lives, invent a way<br/>
+Safer than banishment. Can these two live,<br/>
+And have the agony of love about ’em,<br/>
+And not kill one another? Every day<br/>
+They’d fight about you, hourly bring your honour<br/>
+In public question with their swords. Be wise, then,<br/>
+And here forget ’em; it concerns your credit<br/>
+And my oath equally. I have said they die.<br/>
+Better they fall by th’ law than one another.<br/>
+Bow not my honour.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+O, my noble brother,<br/>
+That oath was rashly made, and in your anger;<br/>
+Your reason will not hold it; if such vows<br/>
+Stand for express will, all the world must perish.<br/>
+Besides, I have another oath ’gainst yours,<br/>
 Of more authority, I am sure more love,<br/>
-Not made in passion neither, but good heede.<br/>
+Not made in passion neither, but good heed.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-What is it, Sister?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+What is it, sister?
+</p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Vrge it home, brave Lady.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Urge it home, brave lady.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-That you would nev'r deny me any thing<br/>
-Fit for my modest suit, and your free granting:<br/>
-I tye you to your word now; if ye fall in't,<br/>
-Thinke how you maime your honour,<br/>
-(For now I am set a begging, Sir, I am deafe<br/>
-To all but your compassion.)  How, their lives<br/>
-Might breed the ruine of my name, Opinion!<br/>
-Shall any thing that loves me perish for me?<br/>
-That were a cruell wisedome; doe men proyne<br/>
-The straight yong Bowes that blush with thousand Blossoms,<br/>
-Because they may be rotten?  O Duke Theseus,<br/>
-The goodly Mothers that have groand for these,<br/>
-And all the longing Maides that ever lov'd,<br/>
-If your vow stand, shall curse me and my Beauty,<br/>
-And in their funerall songs for these two Cosens<br/>
-Despise my crueltie, and cry woe worth me,<br/>
-Till I am nothing but the scorne of women;<br/>
-For heavens sake save their lives, and banish 'em.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-On what conditions?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+That you would ne’er deny me anything<br/>
+Fit for my modest suit and your free granting.<br/>
+I tie you to your word now; if ye fail in ’t,<br/>
+Think how you maim your honour—<br/>
+For now I am set a-begging, sir, I am deaf<br/>
+To all but your compassion—how their lives<br/>
+Might breed the ruin of my name. Opinion!<br/>
+Shall anything that loves me perish for me?<br/>
+That were a cruel wisdom. Do men prune<br/>
+The straight young boughs that blush with thousand blossoms<br/>
+Because they may be rotten? O, Duke Theseus,<br/>
+The goodly mothers that have groaned for these,<br/>
+And all the longing maids that ever loved,<br/>
+If your vow stand, shall curse me and my beauty,<br/>
+And in their funeral songs for these two cousins<br/>
+Despise my cruelty, and cry woe worth me,<br/>
+Till I am nothing but the scorn of women.<br/>
+For heaven’s sake, save their lives, and banish ’em.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Sweare'em never more<br/>
-To make me their Contention, or to know me,<br/>
-To tread upon thy Dukedome; and to be,<br/>
-Where ever they shall travel, ever strangers<br/>
-To one another.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+On what conditions?
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Ile be cut a peeces<br/>
-Before I take this oth: forget I love her?<br/>
-O all ye gods dispise me, then!  Thy Banishment<br/>
-I not mislike, so we may fairely carry<br/>
-Our Swords and cause along: else, never trifle,<br/>
-But take our lives, Duke: I must love and will,<br/>
-And for that love must and dare kill this Cosen<br/>
-On any peece the earth has.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Swear ’em never more<br/>
+To make me their contention, or to know me,<br/>
+To tread upon thy dukedom, and to be,<br/>
+Wherever they shall travel, ever strangers<br/>
+To one another.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+I’ll be cut a-pieces<br/>
+Before I take this oath! Forget I love her?<br/>
+O, all ye gods, despise me then! Thy banishment<br/>
+I not mislike, so we may fairly carry<br/>
+Our swords and cause along; else never trifle,<br/>
+But take our lives, Duke. I must love, and will<br/>
+And for that love must and dare kill this cousin<br/>
+On any piece the earth has.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
 Will you, Arcite,<br/>
-Take these conditions?<br/>
+Take these conditions?
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-He's a villaine, then.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+He’s a villain, then.
+</p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-These are men.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+These are men!
+</p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-No, never, Duke: Tis worse to me than begging<br/>
-To take my life so basely; though I thinke<br/>
-I never shall enjoy her, yet ile preserve<br/>
-The honour of affection, and dye for her,<br/>
-Make death a Devill.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+No, never, Duke. ’Tis worse to me than begging<br/>
+To take my life so basely. Though I think<br/>
+I never shall enjoy her, yet I’ll preserve<br/>
+The honour of affection, and die for her,<br/>
+Make death a devil.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-What may be done? for now I feele compassion.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+What may be done? For now I feel compassion.
+</p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Let it not fall agen, Sir.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Let it not fall again, sir.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
 Say, Emilia,<br/>
 If one of them were dead, as one must, are you<br/>
-Content to take th'other to your husband?<br/>
-They cannot both enjoy you; They are Princes<br/>
-As goodly as your owne eyes, and as noble<br/>
-As ever fame yet spoke of; looke upon 'em,<br/>
-And if you can love, end this difference.<br/>
-I give consent; are you content too, Princes?<br/>
+Content to take th’ other to your husband?<br/>
+They cannot both enjoy you. They are princes<br/>
+As goodly as your own eyes, and as noble<br/>
+As ever fame yet spoke of. Look upon ’em,<br/>
+And, if you can love, end this difference;<br/>
+I give consent.—Are you content too, princes?
 </p>
 
-<p>BOTH.<br/>
-With all our soules.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+BOTH.<br/>
+With all our souls.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
 He that she refuses<br/>
-Must dye, then.<br/>
+Must die, then.
 </p>
 
-<p>BOTH.<br/>
-Any death thou canst invent, Duke.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+BOTH.<br/>
+Any death thou canst invent, Duke.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 If I fall from that mouth, I fall with favour,<br/>
-And Lovers yet unborne shall blesse my ashes.<br/>
+And lovers yet unborn shall bless my ashes.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 If she refuse me, yet my grave will wed me,<br/>
-And Souldiers sing my Epitaph.<br/>
+And soldiers sing my epitaph.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Make choice, then.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Make choice, then.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-I cannot, Sir, they are both too excellent:<br/>
-For me, a hayre shall never fall of these men.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+I cannot, sir, they are both too excellent;<br/>
+For me, a hair shall never fall of these men.
 </p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-What will become of 'em?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+What will become of ’em?
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Thus I ordaine it;<br/>
-And by mine honor, once againe, it stands,<br/>
-Or both shall dye:—You shall both to your Countrey,<br/>
-And each within this moneth, accompanied<br/>
-With three faire Knights, appeare againe in this place,<br/>
-In which Ile plant a Pyramid; and whether,<br/>
-Before us that are here, can force his Cosen<br/>
-By fayre and knightly strength to touch the Pillar,<br/>
-He shall enjoy her: the other loose his head,<br/>
-And all his friends; Nor shall he grudge to fall,<br/>
-Nor thinke he dies with interest in this Lady:<br/>
-Will this content yee?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Thus I ordain it<br/>
+And, by mine honour, once again, it stands,<br/>
+Or both shall die. You shall both to your country,<br/>
+And each within this month, accompanied<br/>
+With three fair knights, appear again in this place,<br/>
+In which I’ll plant a pyramid; and whether,<br/>
+Before us that are here, can force his cousin<br/>
+By fair and knightly strength to touch the pillar,<br/>
+He shall enjoy her; th’ other lose his head,<br/>
+And all his friends; nor shall he grudge to fall,<br/>
+Nor think he dies with interest in this lady.<br/>
+Will this content ye?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Yes. Here, cousin Arcite,<br/>
+I am friends again, till that hour.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Yes: here, Cosen Arcite,<br/>
-I am friends againe, till that howre.<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>He offers his hand.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+I embrace ye.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-I embrace ye.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Are you content, sister?
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Are you content, Sister?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Yes, I must, sir,<br/>
+Else both miscarry.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Yes, I must, Sir,<br/>
-Els both miscarry.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Come, shake hands again, then;<br/>
+And take heed, as you are gentlemen, this quarrel<br/>
+Sleep till the hour prefixed, and hold your course.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Come, shake hands againe, then;<br/>
-And take heede, as you are Gentlemen, this Quarrell<br/>
-Sleepe till the howre prefixt; and hold your course.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+We dare not fail thee, Theseus.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-We dare not faile thee, Theseus.</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>They shake hands.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Come, Ile give ye<br/>
-Now usage like to Princes, and to Friends:<br/>
-When ye returne, who wins, Ile settle heere;<br/>
-Who looses, yet Ile weepe upon his Beere.  [Exeunt.]<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Come, I’ll give ye<br/>
+Now usage like to princes, and to friends.<br/>
+When ye return, who wins, I’ll settle here;<br/>
+Who loses, yet I’ll weep upon his bier.
 </p>
 
-<h4>ACT IV</h4>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt.</i>]</p>
+
+</div><!--end chapter-->
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2><a name="sceneIV_38.1"></a><b>ACT IV</b></h2>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 1.  (Athens.  A room in the prison.)</b></h4>
+<h3><b>SCENE I. Athens. A room in the prison</b></h3>
 
-<p>[Enter Iailor and his friend.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Jailer</span> and his
+<span class="charname">Friend</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Heare you no more? was nothing saide of me<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Hear you no more? Was nothing said of me<br/>
 Concerning the escape of Palamon?<br/>
-Good Sir, remember.<br/>
+Good sir, remember.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. FRIEND.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST FRIEND.<br/>
 Nothing that I heard,<br/>
-For I came home before the busines<br/>
-Was fully ended: Yet I might perceive,<br/>
+For I came home before the business<br/>
+Was fully ended. Yet I might perceive,<br/>
 Ere I departed, a great likelihood<br/>
-Of both their pardons: For Hipolita,<br/>
-And faire-eyd Emilie, upon their knees<br/>
-Begd with such hansom pitty, that the Duke<br/>
-Me thought stood staggering, whether he should follow<br/>
-His rash oth, or the sweet compassion<br/>
-Of those two Ladies; and to second them,<br/>
-That truely noble Prince Perithous,<br/>
-Halfe his owne heart, set in too, that I hope<br/>
-All shall be well: Neither heard I one question<br/>
-Of your name or his scape.<br/>
+Of both their pardons; for Hippolyta<br/>
+And fair-eyed Emily, upon their knees,<br/>
+Begged with such handsome pity that the Duke<br/>
+Methought stood staggering whether he should follow<br/>
+His rash oath or the sweet compassion<br/>
+Of those two ladies. And, to second them,<br/>
+That truly noble prince, Pirithous,<br/>
+Half his own heart, set in too, that I hope<br/>
+All shall be well. Neither heard I one question<br/>
+Of your name or his ’scape.
 </p>
 
-<p>[Enter 2. Friend.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Pray heaven it hold so.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Pray heaven it hold so.</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Second Friend</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>2. FRIEND.<br/>
-Be of good comfort, man; I bring you newes,<br/>
-Good newes.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND FRIEND.<br/>
+Be of good comfort, man; I bring you news,<br/>
+Good news.
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-They are welcome,</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+They are welcome,
+</p>
 
-<p>2. FRIEND.<br/>
-Palamon has cleerd you,<br/>
-And got your pardon, and discoverd how<br/>
-And by whose meanes he escapt, which was your Daughters,<br/>
-Whose pardon is procurd too; and the Prisoner,<br/>
-Not to be held ungratefull to her goodnes,<br/>
-Has given a summe of money to her Marriage,<br/>
-A large one, ile assure you.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND FRIEND.<br/>
+Palamon has cleared you,<br/>
+And got your pardon, and discovered how<br/>
+And by whose means he escaped, which was your daughter’s,<br/>
+Whose pardon is procured too; and the prisoner,<br/>
+Not to be held ungrateful to her goodness,<br/>
+Has given a sum of money to her marriage,<br/>
+A large one, I’ll assure you.
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Ye are a good man<br/>
-And ever bring good newes.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+You are a good man<br/>
+And ever bring good news.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. FRIEND.<br/>
-How was it ended?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST FRIEND.<br/>
+How was it ended?
+</p>
 
-<p>2. FRIEND.<br/>
-Why, as it should be; they that nev'r begd<br/>
-But they prevaild, had their suites fairely granted,<br/>
-The prisoners have their lives.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND FRIEND.<br/>
+Why, as it should be; they that never begged<br/>
+But they prevailed had their suites fairly granted;<br/>
+The prisoners have their lives.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. FRIEND.<br/>
-I knew t'would be so.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST FRIEND.<br/>
+I knew ’twould be so.
+</p>
 
-<p>2. FRIEND.<br/>
-But there be new conditions, which you'l heare of<br/>
-At better time.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND FRIEND.<br/>
+But there be new conditions, which you’ll hear of<br/>
+At better time.
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-I hope they are good.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+I hope they are good.
+</p>
 
-<p>2. FRIEND.<br/>
-They are honourable,<br/>
-How good they'l prove, I know not.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND FRIEND.<br/>
+They are honourable;<br/>
+How good they’ll prove, I know not.
 </p>
 
-<p>[Enter Wooer.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST FRIEND.<br/>
+’Twill be known.
+</p>
 
-<p>1. FRIEND.<br/>
-T'will be knowne.</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Wooer</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Alas, Sir, wher's your Daughter?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+Alas, sir, where’s your daughter?
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Why doe you aske?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Why do you ask?
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-O, Sir, when did you see her?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+O, sir, when did you see her?
+</p>
 
-<p>2. FRIEND.<br/>
-How he lookes?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND FRIEND.<br/>
+How he looks?
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-This morning.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+This morning.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Was she well? was she in health, Sir?<br/>
-When did she sleepe?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+Was she well? Was she in health, sir?<br/>
+When did she sleep?
 </p>
 
-<p>1. FRIEND.<br/>
-These are strange Questions.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST FRIEND.<br/>
+These are strange questions.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-I doe not thinke she was very well, for now<br/>
-You make me minde her, but this very day<br/>
-I ask'd her questions, and she answered me<br/>
-So farre from what she was, so childishly,<br/>
-So sillily, as if she were a foole,<br/>
-An Inocent, and I was very angry.<br/>
-But what of her, Sir?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+I do not think she was very well, for now<br/>
+You make me mind her, but this very day<br/>
+I asked her questions, and she answered me<br/>
+So far from what she was, so childishly,<br/>
+So sillily, as if she were a fool,<br/>
+An innocent, and I was very angry.<br/>
+But what of her, sir?
 </p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Nothing but my pitty;<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+Nothing but my pity.<br/>
 But you must know it, and as good by me<br/>
-As by an other that lesse loves her—<br/>
+As by another that less loves her.
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Well, Sir.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Well, sir?
+</p>
 
-<p>1. FRIEND.<br/>
-Not right?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST FRIEND.<br/>
+Not right?
+</p>
 
-<p>2. FRIEND.<br/>
-Not well?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND FRIEND.<br/>
+Not well?
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-No, Sir, not well.<br/>
-Tis too true, she is mad.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+No, sir, not well:<br/>
+’Tis too true, she is mad.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. FRIEND.<br/>
-It cannot be.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST FRIEND.<br/>
+It cannot be.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Beleeve, you'l finde it so.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+Believe, you’ll find it so.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-I halfe suspected<br/>
-What you (have) told me: the gods comfort her:<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+I half suspected<br/>
+What you have told me. The gods comfort her!<br/>
 Either this was her love to Palamon,<br/>
-Or feare of my miscarrying on his scape,<br/>
-Or both.<br/>
+Or fear of my miscarrying on his ’scape,<br/>
+Or both.
 </p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Tis likely.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+’Tis likely.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-But why all this haste, Sir?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+But why all this haste, sir?
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Ile tell you quickly.  As I late was angling<br/>
-In the great Lake that lies behind the Pallace,<br/>
-From the far shore, thicke set with reedes and Sedges,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+I’ll tell you quickly. As I late was angling<br/>
+In the great lake that lies behind the palace,<br/>
+From the far shore, thick set with reeds and sedges,<br/>
 As patiently I was attending sport,<br/>
-I heard a voyce, a shrill one, and attentive<br/>
-I gave my eare, when I might well perceive<br/>
-T'was one that sung, and by the smallnesse of it<br/>
-A boy or woman.  I then left my angle<br/>
-To his owne skill, came neere, but yet perceivd not<br/>
-Who made the sound, the rushes and the Reeds<br/>
-Had so encompast it: I laide me downe<br/>
-And listned to the words she sung, for then,<br/>
-Through a small glade cut by the Fisher men,<br/>
-I saw it was your Daughter.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Pray, goe on, Sir?</p>
-
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-She sung much, but no sence; onely I heard her<br/>
-Repeat this often: 'Palamon is gone,<br/>
-Is gone to'th wood to gather Mulberies;<br/>
-Ile finde him out to morrow.'<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>1. FRIEND.<br/>
-Pretty soule.</p>
-
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-'His shackles will betray him, hee'l be taken,<br/>
-And what shall I doe then?  Ile bring a beavy,<br/>
-A hundred blacke eyd Maides, that love as I doe,<br/>
-With Chaplets on their heads of Daffadillies,<br/>
-With cherry-lips, and cheekes of Damaske Roses,<br/>
-And all wee'l daunce an Antique fore the Duke,<br/>
-And beg his pardon.'  Then she talk'd of you, Sir;<br/>
-That you must loose your head to morrow morning,<br/>
+I heard a voice, a shrill one; and, attentive,<br/>
+I gave my ear, when I might well perceive<br/>
+’Twas one that sung, and by the smallness of it<br/>
+A boy or woman. I then left my angle<br/>
+To his own skill, came near, but yet perceived not<br/>
+Who made the sound, the rushes and the reeds<br/>
+Had so encompassed it. I laid me down<br/>
+And listened to the words she sung, for then,<br/>
+Through a small glade cut by the fishermen,<br/>
+I saw it was your daughter.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Pray, go on, sir.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+She sung much, but no sense; only I heard her<br/>
+Repeat this often: “Palamon is gone,<br/>
+Is gone to th’ wood to gather mulberies;<br/>
+I’ll find him out tomorrow.”
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST FRIEND.<br/>
+Pretty soul!
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+“His shackles will betray him; he’ll be taken,<br/>
+And what shall I do then? I’ll bring a bevy,<br/>
+A hundred black-eyed maids that love as I do,<br/>
+With chaplets on their heads of daffadillies,<br/>
+With cherry lips and cheeks of damask roses,<br/>
+And all we’ll dance an antic ’fore the Duke,<br/>
+And beg his pardon.” Then she talked of you, sir;<br/>
+That you must lose your head tomorrow morning,<br/>
 And she must gather flowers to bury you,<br/>
-And see the house made handsome: then she sung<br/>
-Nothing but 'Willow, willow, willow,' and betweene<br/>
-Ever was, 'Palamon, faire Palamon,'<br/>
-And 'Palamon was a tall yong man.'  The place<br/>
-Was knee deepe where she sat; her careles Tresses<br/>
-A wreathe of bull-rush rounded; about her stucke<br/>
-Thousand fresh water flowers of severall cullors,<br/>
-That me thought she appeard like the faire Nimph<br/>
-That feedes the lake with waters, or as Iris<br/>
-Newly dropt downe from heaven; Rings she made<br/>
-Of rushes that grew by, and to 'em spoke<br/>
-The prettiest posies: 'Thus our true love's tide,'<br/>
-'This you may loose, not me,' and many a one:<br/>
-And then she wept, and sung againe, and sigh'd,<br/>
-And with the same breath smil'd, and kist her hand.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>2. FRIEND.<br/>
-Alas, what pitty it is!</p>
-
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
+And see the house made handsome. Then she sung<br/>
+Nothing but “Willow, willow, willow,” and between<br/>
+Ever was “Palamon, fair Palamon,”<br/>
+And “Palamon was a tall young man.” The place<br/>
+Was knee-deep where she sat; her careless tresses,<br/>
+A wreath of bulrush rounded; about her stuck<br/>
+Thousand fresh water-flowers of several colours,<br/>
+That methought she appeared like the fair nymph<br/>
+That feeds the lake with waters, or as Iris<br/>
+Newly dropped down from heaven. Rings she made<br/>
+Of rushes that grew by, and to ’em spoke<br/>
+The prettiest posies: “Thus our true love’s tied,”<br/>
+“This you may loose, not me,” and many a one;<br/>
+And then she wept, and sung again, and sighed,<br/>
+And with the same breath smiled and kissed her hand.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND FRIEND.<br/>
+Alas, what pity it is!
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
 I made in to her.<br/>
-She saw me, and straight sought the flood; I sav'd her,<br/>
-And set her safe to land: when presently<br/>
-She slipt away, and to the Citty made,<br/>
-With such a cry and swiftnes, that, beleeve me,<br/>
-Shee left me farre behinde her; three or foure<br/>
-I saw from farre off crosse her, one of 'em<br/>
-I knew to be your brother; where she staid,<br/>
-And fell, scarce to be got away: I left them with her,  [Enter<br/>
- Brother, Daughter, and others.]<br/>
-And hether came to tell you.  Here they are.<br/>
+She saw me, and straight sought the flood. I saved her<br/>
+And set her safe to land, when presently<br/>
+She slipped away, and to the city made<br/>
+With such a cry and swiftness that, believe me,<br/>
+She left me far behind her. Three or four<br/>
+I saw from far off cross her—one of ’em<br/>
+I knew to be your brother—where she stayed<br/>
+And fell, scarce to be got away. I left them with her<br/>
+And hither came to tell you.
 </p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.  [sings.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Jailer’s Brother, Jailer’s Daughter</span> and
+others.
+</p>
 
-<p>May you never more enjoy the light, &amp;c.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+Here they are.
+</p>
 
-<p>Is not this a fine Song?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+[<i>Sings</i>.]
+</p>
 
-<p>BROTHER.<br/>
-O, a very fine one.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+    <i>May you never more enjoy the light, &amp;c.</i>
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-I can sing twenty more.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+Is not this a fine song?
+</p>
 
-<p>BROTHER.<br/>
-I thinke you can.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+BROTHER.<br/>
+O, a very fine one.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Yes, truely, can I; I can sing the Broome,<br/>
-And Bony Robin.  Are not you a tailour?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+I can sing twenty more.
 </p>
 
-<p>BROTHER.<br/>
-Yes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+BROTHER.<br/>
+I think you can.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Wher's my wedding Gowne?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Yes, truly can I. I can sing “The Broom”<br/>
+and “Bonny Robin.” Are not you a tailor?
+</p>
 
-<p>BROTHER.<br/>
-Ile bring it to morrow.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+BROTHER.<br/>
+Yes.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Doe, very rarely; I must be abroad else<br/>
-To call the Maides, and pay the Minstrels,<br/>
-For I must loose my Maydenhead by cock-light;<br/>
-Twill never thrive else.<br/>
-[Singes.]  O faire, oh sweete, &amp;c.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Where’s my wedding gown?
 </p>
 
-<p>BROTHER.<br/>
-You must ev'n take it patiently.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+BROTHER.<br/>
+I’ll bring it tomorrow.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Tis true.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Do, very rarely, I must be abroad else<br/>
+To call the maids and pay the minstrels,<br/>
+For I must lose my maidenhead by cocklight.<br/>
+’Twill never thrive else.<br/>
+[<i>Sings</i>.] <i>O fair, O sweet, &amp;c.</i>
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Good ev'n, good men; pray, did you ever heare<br/>
-Of one yong Palamon?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+BROTHER.<br/>
+[<i>To Jailer.</i>] You must e’en take it patiently.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+’Tis true.
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Yes, wench, we know him.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Good ev’n, good men; pray, did you ever hear<br/>
+Of one young Palamon?
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Is't not a fine yong Gentleman?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Yes, wench, we know him.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Is’t not a fine young gentleman?
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Tis Love.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+’Tis, love.
+</p>
 
-<p>BROTHER.<br/>
-By no meane crosse her; she is then distemperd<br/>
-Far worse then now she showes.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+BROTHER.<br/>
+By no mean cross her; she is then distempered<br/>
+Far worse than now she shows.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. FRIEND.<br/>
-Yes, he's a fine man.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST FRIEND.<br/>
+Yes, he’s a fine man.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-O, is he so? you have a Sister?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+O, is he so? You have a sister?
+</p>
 
-<p>1. FRIEND.<br/>
-Yes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST FRIEND.<br/>
+Yes.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
 But she shall never have him, tell her so,<br/>
-For a tricke that I know; y'had best looke to her,<br/>
-For if she see him once, she's gone, she's done,<br/>
-And undon in an howre.  All the young Maydes<br/>
-Of our Towne are in love with him, but I laugh at 'em<br/>
-And let 'em all alone; Is't not a wise course?<br/>
+For a trick that I know; you’d best look to her,<br/>
+For if she see him once, she’s gone, she’s done,<br/>
+And undone in an hour. All the young maids<br/>
+Of our town are in love with him, but I laugh at ’em<br/>
+And let ’em all alone. Is ’t not a wise course?
 </p>
 
-<p>1. FRIEND.<br/>
-Yes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST FRIEND.<br/>
+Yes.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
 There is at least two hundred now with child by him—<br/>
-There must be fowre; yet I keepe close for all this,<br/>
-Close as a Cockle; and all these must be Boyes,<br/>
-He has the tricke on't, and at ten yeares old<br/>
-They must be all gelt for Musitians,<br/>
-And sing the wars of Theseus.<br/>
+There must be four; yet I keep close for all this,<br/>
+Close as a cockle; and all these must be boys<br/>
+He has the trick on ’t; and at ten years old<br/>
+They must be all gelt for musicians<br/>
+And sing the wars of Theseus.
 </p>
 
-<p>2. FRIEND.<br/>
-This is strange.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND FRIEND.<br/>
+This is strange.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-As ever you heard, but say nothing.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+As ever you heard, but say nothing.
+</p>
 
-<p>1. FRIEND.<br/>
-No.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST FRIEND.<br/>
+No.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-They come from all parts of the Dukedome to him;<br/>
-Ile warrant ye, he had not so few last night<br/>
-As twenty to dispatch: hee'l tickl't up<br/>
-In two howres, if his hand be in.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+They come from all parts of the dukedom to him.<br/>
+I’ll warrant ye, he had not so few last night<br/>
+As twenty to dispatch. He’ll tickle ’t up<br/>
+In two hours, if his hand be in.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+She’s lost<br/>
+Past all cure.
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-She's lost<br/>
-Past all cure.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+BROTHER.<br/>
+Heaven forbid, man!
 </p>
 
-<p>BROTHER.<br/>
-Heaven forbid, man.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Come hither, you are a wise man.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Come hither, you are a wise man.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST FRIEND.<br/>
+[<i>Aside.</i>] Does she know him?
+</p>
 
-<p>1. FRIEND.<br/>
-Do's she know him?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND FRIEND.<br/>
+[<i>Aside.</i>] No, would she did.
+</p>
 
-<p>2. FRIEND.<br/>
-No, would she did.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+You are master of a ship?
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-You are master of a Ship?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Yes.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Yes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Where’s your compass?
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Wher's your Compasse?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Here.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Heere.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Set it to th’ north.<br/>
+And now direct your course to th’ wood, where Palamon<br/>
+Lies longing for me. For the tackling,<br/>
+Let me alone. Come, weigh, my hearts, cheerly.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Set it too'th North.<br/>
-And now direct your course to'th wood, wher Palamon<br/>
-Lyes longing for me; For the Tackling<br/>
-Let me alone; Come, waygh, my hearts, cheerely!<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ALL.<br/>
+Owgh, owgh, owgh! ’Tis up, the wind’s fair!<br/>
+Top the bowline; out with the mainsail;<br/>
+Where’s your whistle, master?
 </p>
 
-<p>ALL.<br/>
-Owgh, owgh, owgh, tis up, the wind's faire,<br/>
-Top the Bowling, out with the maine saile;<br/>
-Wher's your Whistle, Master?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+BROTHER.<br/>
+Let’s get her in.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Up to the top, boy.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+BROTHER.<br/>
+Where’s the pilot?
 </p>
 
-<p>BROTHER.<br/>
-Lets get her in.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST FRIEND.<br/>
+Here.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Vp to the top, Boy.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+What kenn’st thou?
+</p>
 
-<p>BROTHER.<br/>
-Wher's the Pilot?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND FRIEND.<br/>
+A fair wood.
+</p>
 
-<p>1. FRIEND.<br/>
-Heere.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Bear for it, master. Tack about!<br/>
+[<i>Sings</i>.]<br/>
+    <i>When Cinthia with her borrowed light, &amp;c.</i>
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-What ken'st thou?</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>2. FRIEND.<br/>
-A faire wood.</p>
+<h3><a name="sceneIV_38.2"></a><b>SCENE II. A Room in the Palace</b></h3>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Beare for it, master: take about!  [Singes.]<br/>
-When Cinthia with her borrowed light, &amp;c.  [Exeunt.]<br/>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Emilia</span> alone, with two pictures.
 </p>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 2.  (A Room in the Palace.)</b></h4>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Yet I may bind those wounds up, that must open<br/>
+And bleed to death for my sake else. I’ll choose,<br/>
+And end their strife. Two such young handsome men<br/>
+Shall never fall for me; their weeping mothers,<br/>
+Following the dead cold ashes of their sons,<br/>
+Shall never curse my cruelty.
+</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Emilia alone, with 2. Pictures.]</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Looks at one of the pictures.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Yet I may binde those wounds up, that must open<br/>
-And bleed to death for my sake else; Ile choose,<br/>
-And end their strife: Two such yong hansom men<br/>
-Shall never fall for me, their weeping Mothers,<br/>
-Following the dead cold ashes of their Sonnes,<br/>
-Shall never curse my cruelty.  Good heaven,<br/>
-What a sweet face has Arcite! if wise nature,<br/>
-With all her best endowments, all those beuties<br/>
-She sowes into the birthes of noble bodies,<br/>
-Were here a mortall woman, and had in her<br/>
-The coy denialls of yong Maydes, yet doubtles,<br/>
-She would run mad for this man: what an eye,<br/>
-Of what a fyry sparkle, and quick sweetnes,<br/>
-Has this yong Prince!  Here Love himselfe sits smyling,<br/>
-Iust such another wanton Ganimead<br/>
-Set Jove a fire with, and enforcd the god<br/>
-Snatch up the goodly Boy, and set him by him<br/>
-A shining constellation: What a brow,<br/>
-Of what a spacious Majesty, he carries!<br/>
-Arch'd like the great eyd Iuno's, but far sweeter,<br/>
-Smoother then Pelops Shoulder!  Fame and honour,<br/>
-Me thinks, from hence, as from a Promontory<br/>
-Pointed in heaven, should clap their wings, and sing<br/>
-To all the under world the Loves and Fights<br/>
-Of gods, and such men neere 'em.  Palamon<br/>
-Is but his foyle, to him a meere dull shadow:<br/>
-Hee's swarth and meagre, of an eye as heavy<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+Good heaven,<br/>
+What a sweet face has Arcite! If wise Nature,<br/>
+With all her best endowments, all those beauties<br/>
+She sows into the births of noble bodies,<br/>
+Were here a mortal woman, and had in her<br/>
+The coy denials of young maids, yet doubtless<br/>
+She would run mad for this man. What an eye,<br/>
+Of what a fiery sparkle and quick sweetness,<br/>
+Has this young prince! Here Love himself sits smiling;<br/>
+Just such another wanton Ganymede<br/>
+Set Jove afire with, and enforced the god<br/>
+Snatch up the goodly boy and set him by him,<br/>
+A shining constellation. What a brow,<br/>
+Of what a spacious majesty, he carries,<br/>
+Arched like the great-eyed Juno’s, but far sweeter,<br/>
+Smoother than Pelops’ shoulder! Fame and Honour,<br/>
+Methinks, from hence, as from a promontory<br/>
+Pointed in heaven, should clap their wings and sing<br/>
+To all the under-world the loves and fights<br/>
+Of gods and such men near ’em.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Looks at the other picture.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Palamon<br/>
+Is but his foil; to him a mere dull shadow;<br/>
+He’s swart and meagre, of an eye as heavy<br/>
 As if he had lost his mother; a still temper,<br/>
-No stirring in him, no alacrity,<br/>
-Of all this sprightly sharpenes not a smile;<br/>
-Yet these that we count errours may become him:<br/>
-Narcissus was a sad Boy, but a heavenly:—<br/>
-Oh who can finde the bent of womans fancy?<br/>
-I am a Foole, my reason is lost in me;<br/>
-I have no choice, and I have ly'd so lewdly<br/>
-That women ought to beate me.  On my knees<br/>
-I aske thy pardon, Palamon; thou art alone,<br/>
-And only beutifull, and these the eyes,<br/>
+No stirring in him, no alacrity;<br/>
+Of all this sprightly sharpness, not a smile.<br/>
+Yet these that we count errors may become him;<br/>
+Narcissus was a sad boy but a heavenly.<br/>
+O, who can find the bent of woman’s fancy?<br/>
+I am a fool; my reason is lost in me;<br/>
+I have no choice, and I have lied so lewdly<br/>
+That women ought to beat me. On my knees<br/>
+I ask thy pardon, Palamon, thou art alone<br/>
+And only beautiful, and these the eyes,<br/>
 These the bright lamps of beauty, that command<br/>
-And threaten Love, and what yong Mayd dare crosse 'em?<br/>
+And threaten love, and what young maid dare cross ’em?<br/>
 What a bold gravity, and yet inviting,<br/>
-Has this browne manly face!  O Love, this only<br/>
-From this howre is Complexion: Lye there, Arcite,<br/>
-Thou art a changling to him, a meere Gipsey,<br/>
-And this the noble Bodie.  I am sotted,<br/>
-Vtterly lost: My Virgins faith has fled me;<br/>
-For if my brother but even now had ask'd me<br/>
-Whether I lov'd, I had run mad for Arcite;<br/>
-Now, if my Sister, More for Palamon.<br/>
-Stand both together: Now, come aske me, Brother.—<br/>
-Alas, I know not!  Aske me now, sweet Sister;—<br/>
-I may goe looke.  What a meere child is Fancie,<br/>
-That, having two faire gawdes of equall sweetnesse,<br/>
-Cannot distinguish, but must crie for both.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>[Enter (a) Gent(leman.)]</p>
+Has this brown manly face! O Love, this only<br/>
+From this hour is complexion. Lie there, Arcite.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-How now, Sir?</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>She puts aside his picture.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>GENTLEMAN.<br/>
-From the Noble Duke your Brother,<br/>
-Madam, I bring you newes: The Knights are come.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+Thou art a changeling to him, a mere gypsy,<br/>
+And this the noble body. I am sotted,<br/>
+Utterly lost. My virgin’s faith has fled me.<br/>
+For if my brother but even now had asked me<br/>
+Whether I loved, I had run mad for Arcite;<br/>
+Now, if my sister, more for Palamon.<br/>
+Stand both together. Now, come ask me, brother.<br/>
+Alas, I know not! Ask me now, sweet sister.<br/>
+I may go look! What a mere child is Fancy,<br/>
+That, having two fair gauds of equal sweetness,<br/>
+Cannot distinguish, but must cry for both.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-To end the quarrell?</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter a <span class="charname">Gentleman</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>GENTLEMAN.<br/>
-Yes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+How now, sir?
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Would I might end first:<br/>
-What sinnes have I committed, chast Diana,<br/>
-That my unspotted youth must now be soyld<br/>
-With blood of Princes? and my Chastitie<br/>
-Be made the Altar, where the lives of Lovers<br/>
-(Two greater and two better never yet<br/>
-Made mothers joy) must be the sacrifice<br/>
-To my unhappy Beautie?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+GENTLEMAN.<br/>
+From the noble Duke your brother,<br/>
+Madam, I bring you news. The knights are come.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+To end the quarrel?
 </p>
 
-<p>[Enter Theseus, Hipolita, Perithous and attendants.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+GENTLEMAN.<br/>
+Yes.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Bring 'em in<br/>
-Quickly, By any meanes; I long to see 'em.—<br/>
-Your two contending Lovers are return'd,<br/>
-And with them their faire Knights: Now, my faire Sister,<br/>
-You must love one of them.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Would I might end first!<br/>
+What sins have I committed, chaste Diana,<br/>
+That my unspotted youth must now be soiled<br/>
+With blood of princes, and my chastity<br/>
+Be made the altar where the lives of lovers—<br/>
+Two greater and two better never yet<br/>
+Made mothers joy—must be the sacrifice<br/>
+To my unhappy beauty?
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Theseus, Hippolyta, Pirithous</span> and Attendants.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Bring ’em in<br/>
+Quickly, by any means; I long to see ’em.<br/>
+Your two contending lovers are returned,<br/>
+And with them their fair knights. Now, my fair sister,<br/>
+You must love one of them.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
 I had rather both,<br/>
-So neither for my sake should fall untimely.<br/>
+So neither for my sake should fall untimely.
 </p>
 
-<p>[Enter Messenger.  (Curtis.)]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Who saw ’em?
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Who saw 'em?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+I a while.
+</p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-I, a while.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+GENTLEMAN.<br/>
+And I.
+</p>
 
-<p>GENTLEMAN.<br/>
-And I.</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Messenger</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-From whence come you, Sir?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+From whence come you, sir?
+</p>
 
-<p>MESSENGER.<br/>
-From the Knights.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+MESSENGER.<br/>
+From the knights.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Pray, speake,<br/>
-You that have seene them, what they are.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Pray, speak,<br/>
+You that have seen them, what they are.
 </p>
 
-<p>MESSENGER.<br/>
-I will, Sir,<br/>
-And truly what I thinke: Six braver spirits<br/>
-Then these they have brought, (if we judge by the outside)<br/>
-I never saw, nor read of.  He that stands<br/>
-In the first place with Arcite, by his seeming,<br/>
-Should be a stout man, by his face a Prince,<br/>
-(His very lookes so say him) his complexion,<br/>
-Nearer a browne, than blacke, sterne, and yet noble,<br/>
-Which shewes him hardy, fearelesse, proud of dangers:<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+MESSENGER.<br/>
+I will, sir,<br/>
+And truly what I think. Six braver spirits<br/>
+Than these they have brought, if we judge by the outside,<br/>
+I never saw nor read of. He that stands<br/>
+In the first place with Arcite, by his seeming<br/>
+Should be a stout man, by his face a prince,<br/>
+His very looks so say him; his complexion<br/>
+Nearer a brown than black, stern and yet noble,<br/>
+Which shows him hardy, fearless, proud of dangers;<br/>
 The circles of his eyes show fire within him,<br/>
-And as a heated Lyon, so he lookes;<br/>
-His haire hangs long behind him, blacke and shining<br/>
-Like Ravens wings: his shoulders broad and strong,<br/>
-Armd long and round, and on his Thigh a Sword<br/>
-Hung by a curious Bauldricke, when he frownes<br/>
-To seale his will with: better, o'my conscience<br/>
-Was never Souldiers friend.<br/>
+And as a heated lion so he looks.<br/>
+His hair hangs long behind him, black and shining<br/>
+Like ravens’ wings; his shoulders broad and strong;<br/>
+Armed long and round; and on his thigh a sword<br/>
+Hung by a curious baldric, when he frowns<br/>
+To seal his will with. Better, o’ my conscience,<br/>
+Was never soldier’s friend.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Thou ha'st well describde him.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Thou hast well described him.
+</p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Yet a great deale short,<br/>
-Me thinkes, of him that's first with Palamon.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Yet a great deal short,<br/>
+Methinks, of him that’s first with Palamon.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Pray, speake him, friend.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Pray, speak him, friend.
+</p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-I ghesse he is a Prince too,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+I guess he is a prince too,<br/>
 And, if it may be, greater; for his show<br/>
-Has all the ornament of honour in't:<br/>
-Hee's somewhat bigger, then the Knight he spoke of,<br/>
-But of a face far sweeter; His complexion<br/>
-Is (as a ripe grape) ruddy: he has felt,<br/>
-Without doubt, what he fights for, and so apter<br/>
-To make this cause his owne: In's face appeares<br/>
-All the faire hopes of what he undertakes,<br/>
-And when he's angry, then a setled valour<br/>
-(Not tainted with extreames) runs through his body,<br/>
-And guides his arme to brave things: Feare he cannot,<br/>
-He shewes no such soft temper; his head's yellow,<br/>
-Hard hayr'd, and curld, thicke twind like Ivy tods,<br/>
-Not to undoe with thunder; In his face<br/>
-The liverie of the warlike Maide appeares,<br/>
-Pure red, and white, for yet no beard has blest him.<br/>
-And in his rowling eyes sits victory,<br/>
-As if she ever ment to court his valour:<br/>
-His Nose stands high, a Character of honour.<br/>
-His red lips, after fights, are fit for Ladies.<br/>
+Has all the ornament of honour in ’t:<br/>
+He’s somewhat bigger than the knight he spoke of,<br/>
+But of a face far sweeter; his complexion<br/>
+Is, as a ripe grape, ruddy. He has felt<br/>
+Without doubt what he fights for, and so apter<br/>
+To make this cause his own. In ’s face appears<br/>
+All the fair hopes of what he undertakes<br/>
+And when he’s angry, then a settled valour,<br/>
+Not tainted with extremes, runs through his body<br/>
+And guides his arm to brave things. Fear he cannot;<br/>
+He shows no such soft temper. His head’s yellow,<br/>
+Hard-haired and curled, thick-twined like ivy tods,<br/>
+Not to undo with thunder. In his face<br/>
+The livery of the warlike maid appears,<br/>
+Pure red and white, for yet no beard has blessed him;<br/>
+And in his rolling eyes sits Victory,<br/>
+As if she ever meant to crown his valour.<br/>
+His nose stands high, a character of honour;<br/>
+His red lips, after fights, are fit for ladies.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Must these men die too?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Must these men die too?
+</p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-When he speakes, his tongue<br/>
-Sounds like a Trumpet; All his lyneaments<br/>
-Are as a man would wish 'em, strong and cleane,<br/>
-He weares a well-steeld Axe, the staffe of gold;<br/>
-His age some five and twenty.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+When he speaks, his tongue<br/>
+Sounds like a trumpet. All his lineaments<br/>
+Are as a man would wish ’em, strong and clean.<br/>
+He wears a well-steeled axe, the staff of gold;<br/>
+His age some five-and-twenty.
 </p>
 
-<p>MESSENGER.<br/>
-Ther's another,<br/>
-A little man, but of a tough soule, seeming<br/>
-As great as any: fairer promises<br/>
-In such a Body yet I never look'd on.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+MESSENGER.<br/>
+There’s another,<br/>
+A little man, but of a tough soul, seeming<br/>
+As great as any; fairer promises<br/>
+In such a body yet I never looked on.
 </p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-O, he that's freckle fac'd?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+O, he that’s freckle-faced?
+</p>
 
-<p>MESSENGER.<br/>
-The same, my Lord;<br/>
-Are they not sweet ones?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+MESSENGER.<br/>
+The same, my lord;<br/>
+Are they not sweet ones?
 </p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Yes, they are well.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Yes, they are well.
+</p>
 
-<p>MESSENGER.<br/>
-Me thinkes,<br/>
-Being so few, and well disposd, they show<br/>
-Great, and fine art in nature: he's white hair'd,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+MESSENGER.<br/>
+Methinks,<br/>
+Being so few and well disposed, they show<br/>
+Great and fine art in nature. He’s white-haired,<br/>
 Not wanton white, but such a manly colour<br/>
-Next to an aborne; tough, and nimble set,<br/>
-Which showes an active soule; his armes are brawny,<br/>
-Linde with strong sinewes: To the shoulder peece<br/>
-Gently they swell, like women new conceav'd,<br/>
-Which speakes him prone to labour, never fainting<br/>
-Vnder the waight of Armes; stout harted, still,<br/>
-But when he stirs, a Tiger; he's gray eyd,<br/>
-Which yeelds compassion where he conquers: sharpe<br/>
-To spy advantages, and where he finds 'em,<br/>
-He's swift to make 'em his: He do's no wrongs,<br/>
-Nor takes none; he's round fac'd, and when he smiles<br/>
-He showes a Lover, when he frownes, a Souldier:<br/>
-About his head he weares the winners oke,<br/>
-And in it stucke the favour of his Lady:<br/>
-His age, some six and thirtie.  In his hand<br/>
-He beares a charging Staffe, embost with silver.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Are they all thus?</p>
-
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-They are all the sonnes of honour.</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Now, as I have a soule, I long to see'em.<br/>
-Lady, you shall see men fight now.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
+Next to an auburn; tough and nimble-set,<br/>
+Which shows an active soul. His arms are brawny,<br/>
+Lined with strong sinews. To the shoulder-piece<br/>
+Gently they swell, like women new-conceived,<br/>
+Which speaks him prone to labour, never fainting<br/>
+Under the weight of arms; stout-hearted still,<br/>
+But when he stirs, a tiger. He’s grey-eyed,<br/>
+Which yields compassion where he conquers; sharp<br/>
+To spy advantages, and where he finds ’em,<br/>
+He’s swift to make ’em his. He does no wrongs,<br/>
+Nor takes none. He’s round-faced, and when he smiles<br/>
+He shows a lover; when he frowns, a soldier.<br/>
+About his head he wears the winner’s oak,<br/>
+And in it stuck the favour of his lady.<br/>
+His age some six-and-thirty. In his hand<br/>
+He bears a charging-staff embossed with silver.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Are they all thus?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+They are all the sons of honour.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Now, as I have a soul, I long to see’em.<br/>
+Lady, you shall see men fight now.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
 I wish it,<br/>
-But not the cause, my Lord; They would show<br/>
-Bravely about the Titles of two Kingdomes;<br/>
-Tis pitty Love should be so tyrannous:<br/>
-O my soft harted Sister, what thinke you?<br/>
-Weepe not, till they weepe blood, Wench; it must be.<br/>
+But not the cause, my lord. They would show<br/>
+Bravely about the titles of two kingdoms.<br/>
+’Tis pity love should be so tyrannous.—<br/>
+O, my soft-hearted sister, what think you?<br/>
+Weep not till they weep blood. Wench, it must be.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+You have steeled ’em with your beauty.<br/>
+Honoured friend,<br/>
+To you I give the field; pray order it<br/>
+Fitting the persons that must use it.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-You have steel'd 'em with your Beautie.—Honord Friend,<br/>
-To you I give the Feild; pray, order it<br/>
-Fitting the persons that must use it.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Yes, sir.
 </p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Yes, Sir.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Come, I’ll go visit ’em. I cannot stay,<br/>
+Their fame has fired me so; till they appear.<br/>
+Good friend, be royal.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Come, Ile goe visit 'em: I cannot stay,<br/>
-Their fame has fir'd me so; Till they appeare.<br/>
-Good Friend, be royall.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+There shall want no bravery.
 </p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-There shall want no bravery.</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt all but <span class="charname">Emilia</span>.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Poore wench, goe weepe, for whosoever wins,<br/>
-Looses a noble Cosen for thy sins.  [Exeunt.]<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Poor wench, go weep, for whosoever wins,<br/>
+Loses a noble cousin for thy sins.
 </p>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 3.  (A room in the prison.)</b></h4>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exit.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Iailor, Wooer, Doctor.]</p>
+<h3><a name="sceneIV_38.3"></a><b>SCENE III. A room in the prison</b></h3>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-Her distraction is more at some time of the Moone, then at other
-some, is it not?</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Jailer, Wooer</span> and
+<span class="charname">Doctor</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-She is continually in a harmelesse distemper, sleepes little,
-altogether without appetite, save often drinking, dreaming of
-another world, and a better; and what broken peece of matter
-so'ere she's about, the name Palamon lardes it, that she farces
-ev'ry busines withall, fyts it to every question.—</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+Her distraction is more at some time of the moon, than at other
+some, is it not?
+</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Daughter.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+She is continually in a harmless distemper, sleeps little, altogether without
+appetite, save often drinking, dreaming of another world, and a better; and
+what broken piece of matter soe’er she’s about, the name Palamon lards it, that
+she farces every business withal, fits it to every question.
+</p>
 
-<p>Looke where shee comes, you shall perceive her behaviour.</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter Jailer’s <span class="charname">Daughter</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-I have forgot it quite; The burden on't, was DOWNE A, DOWNE A,
-and pend by no worse man, then Giraldo, Emilias Schoolemaster;
-he's as Fantasticall too, as ever he may goe upon's legs,—for
-in the next world will Dido see Palamon, and then will she be
-out of love with Eneas.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+Look where she comes; you shall perceive her behaviour.
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-What stuff's here? pore soule!</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+I have forgot it quite. The burden on ’t was “Down-a, down-a,” and penned by no
+worse man than Geraldo, Emilia’s schoolmaster. He’s as fantastical, too, as
+ever he may go upon’s legs, for in the next world will Dido see Palamon, and
+then will she be out of love with Æneas.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Ev'n thus all day long.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+What stuff’s here? Poor soul!
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Now for this Charme, that I told you of: you must bring a peece
-of silver on the tip of your tongue, or no ferry: then, if it be
-your chance to come where the blessed spirits, as ther's a sight
-now—we maids that have our Lyvers perish'd, crakt to peeces with
-Love, we shall come there, and doe nothing all day long but picke
-flowers with Proserpine; then will I make Palamon a Nosegay; then
-let him marke me,—then—</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Even thus all day long.
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-How prettily she's amisse? note her a little further.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Now for this charm that I told you of: you must bring a piece of silver on the
+tip of your tongue, or no ferry. Then if it be your chance to come where the
+blessed spirits are, there’s a sight now! We maids that have our livers
+perished, cracked to pieces with love, we shall come there, and do nothing all
+day long but pick flowers with Proserpine. Then will I make Palamon a nosegay;
+then let him mark me—then.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Faith, ile tell you, sometime we goe to Barly breake, we of the
-blessed; alas, tis a sore life they have i'th other place, such
-burning, frying, boyling, hissing, howling, chattring, cursing,
-oh they have shrowd measure! take heede; if one be mad, or hang
-or drowne themselves, thither they goe, Iupiter blesse vs, and
-there shall we be put in a Caldron of lead, and Vsurers grease,
-amongst a whole million of cutpurses, and there boyle like a
-Gamon
-of Bacon that will never be enough.  [Exit.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+How prettily she’s amiss? Note her a little further.
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-How her braine coynes!</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Faith, I’ll tell you, sometime we go to barley-break, we of the blessed. Alas,
+’tis a sore life they have i’ th’ other place—such burning, frying, boiling,
+hissing, howling, chattering, cursing—O, they have shrewd measure; take heed!
+If one be mad, or hang or drown themselves, thither they go; Jupiter bless us!
+And there shall we be put in a cauldron of lead and usurers’ grease, amongst a
+whole million of cutpurses, and there boil like a gammon of bacon that will
+never be enough.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Lords and Courtiers, that have got maids with Child, they are in
-this place: they shall stand in fire up to the Nav'le, and in yce
-up to'th hart, and there th'offending part burnes, and the
-deceaving part freezes; in troth, a very greevous punishment, as
-one would thinke, for such a Trifle; beleve me, one would marry a
-leaprous witch, to be rid on't, Ile assure you.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+How her brain coins!
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-How she continues this fancie!  Tis not an engraffed Madnesse,
-but a most thicke, and profound mellencholly.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Lords and courtiers that have got maids with child, they are in this place.
+They shall stand in fire up to the navel and in ice up to the heart, and there
+th’ offending part burns and the deceiving part freezes. In troth, a very
+grievous punishment, as one would think, for such a trifle. Believe me, one
+would marry a leprous witch to be rid on ’t, I’ll assure you.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-To heare there a proud Lady, and a proud Citty wiffe, howle
-together! I were a beast and il'd call it good sport: one cries,
-'O this smoake!' another, 'this fire!'  One cries, 'O, that ever
-I did it behind the arras!' and then howles; th'other curses a
-suing fellow and her garden house.  [Sings]  I will be true, my
-stars, my fate, &amp;c.  [Exit Daugh.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+How she continues this fancy! ’Tis not an engraffed madness, but a most thick,
+and profound melancholy.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-What thinke you of her, Sir?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+To hear there a proud lady and a proud city wife howl together! I were a beast
+an I’d call it good sport. One cries “O this smoke!” th’ other, “This fire!”;
+one cries, “O, that ever I did it behind the arras!” and then howls; th’ other
+curses a suing fellow and her garden house.
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-I thinke she has a perturbed minde, which I cannot minister to.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+[<i>Sings.</i>]<br/>
+    <i>I will be true, my stars, my fate, &amp;c.</i>
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Alas, what then?</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exit Jailer’s <span class="charname">Daughter</span>.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-Vnderstand you, she ever affected any man, ere she beheld<br/>
-Palamon?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+What think you of her, sir?
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-I was once, Sir, in great hope she had fixd her liking on this
-gentleman, my friend.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+I think she has a perturbed mind, which I cannot minister to.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-I did thinke so too, and would account I had a great pen-worth
-on't, to give halfe my state, that both she and I at this present
-stood unfainedly on the same tearmes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Alas, what then?
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-That intemprat surfeit of her eye hath distemperd the other sences:
-they may returne and settle againe to execute their preordaind
-faculties, but they are now in a most extravagant vagary.  This
-you must doe: Confine her to a place, where the light may rather
-seeme to steale in, then be permitted; take vpon you (yong Sir,
-her friend) the name of Palamon; say you come to eate with her,
-and to commune of Love; this will catch her attention, for this
-her minde beates upon; other objects that are inserted tweene her
-minde and eye become the prankes and friskins of her madnes; Sing
-to her such greene songs of Love, as she sayes Palamon hath sung
-in prison; Come to her, stucke in as sweet flowers as the season
-is mistres of, and thereto make an addition of som other compounded
-odours, which are grateful to the sence: all this shall become
-Palamon, for Palamon can sing, and Palamon is sweet, and ev'ry
-good thing: desire to eate with her, carve her, drinke to her,
-and still among, intermingle your petition of grace and acceptance
-into her favour: Learne what Maides have beene her companions and
-play-pheeres, and let them repaire to her with Palamon in their
-mouthes, and appeare with tokens, as if they suggested for him.
-It is a falsehood she is in, which is with falsehood to be combated.
-This may bring her to eate, to sleepe, and reduce what's now out
-of square in her, into their former law, and regiment; I have seene
-it approved, how many times I know not, but to make the number more,
-I have great hope in this.  I will, betweene the passages of this
-project, come in with my applyance: Let us put it in execution,
-and hasten the successe, which, doubt not, will bring forth
-comfort.  [Florish.  Exeunt.]</p>
-
-<h4>ACT V</h4>
-
-<h4><b>SCENE 1.  (Before the Temples of Mars, Venus, and Diana.)</b></h4>
-
-<p>[Enter Thesius, Perithous, Hipolita, attendants.]</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Now let'em enter, and before the gods<br/>
-Tender their holy prayers: Let the Temples<br/>
-Burne bright with sacred fires, and the Altars<br/>
-In hallowed clouds commend their swelling Incense<br/>
-To those above us: Let no due be wanting;  [Florish of Cornets.]<br/>
-They have a noble worke in hand, will honour<br/>
-The very powers that love 'em.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>[Enter Palamon and Arcite, and their Knights.]</p>
-
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Sir, they enter.</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-You valiant and strong harted Enemies,<br/>
-You royall German foes, that this day come<br/>
-To blow that furnesse out that flames betweene ye:<br/>
-Lay by your anger for an houre, and dove-like,<br/>
-Before the holy Altars of your helpers,<br/>
-(The all feard gods) bow downe your stubborne bodies.<br/>
-Your ire is more than mortall; So your helpe be,<br/>
-And as the gods regard ye, fight with Iustice;<br/>
-Ile leave you to your prayers, and betwixt ye<br/>
-I part my wishes.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Honour crowne the worthiest.  [Exit Theseus, and his traine.]</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-The glasse is running now that cannot finish<br/>
-Till one of us expire: Thinke you but thus,<br/>
-That were there ought in me which strove to show<br/>
-Mine enemy in this businesse, wer't one eye<br/>
-Against another, Arme opprest by Arme,<br/>
-I would destroy th'offender, Coz, I would,<br/>
-Though parcell of my selfe: Then from this gather<br/>
-How I should tender you.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+Understand you she ever affected any man ere she beheld Palamon?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+I was once, sir, in great hope she had fixed her liking on this gentleman, my
+friend.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+I did think so too, and would account I had a great penn’orth on’t, to give
+half my state, that both she and I at this present stood unfeignedly on the
+same terms.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+That intemperate surfeit of her eye hath distempered the other senses. They may
+return and settle again to execute their preordained faculties, but they are
+now in a most extravagant vagary. This you must do: confine her to a place
+where the light may rather seem to steal in than be permitted. Take upon you,
+young sir, her friend, the name of Palamon; say you come to eat with her, and
+to commune of love. This will catch her attention, for this her mind beats
+upon; other objects that are inserted ’tween her mind and eye become the pranks
+and friskins of her madness. Sing to her such green songs of love as she says
+Palamon hath sung in prison. Come to her stuck in as sweet flowers as the
+season is mistress of, and thereto make an addition of some other compounded
+odours which are grateful to the sense. All this shall become Palamon, for
+Palamon can sing, and Palamon is sweet and every good thing. Desire to eat with
+her, carve her, drink to her, and still among intermingle your petition of
+grace and acceptance into her favour. Learn what maids have been her companions
+and play-feres, and let them repair to her with Palamon in their mouths, and
+appear with tokens, as if they suggested for him. It is a falsehood she is in,
+which is with falsehoods to be combated. This may bring her to eat, to sleep,
+and reduce what’s now out of square in her into their former law and regiment.
+I have seen it approved, how many times I know not, but to make the number
+more I have great hope in this. I will, between the passages of this project,
+come in with my appliance. Let us put it in execution and hasten the success,
+which, doubt not, will bring forth comfort.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt.</i>]</p>
+
+</div><!--end chapter-->
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2><a name="sceneV_38.1"></a><b>ACT V</b></h2>
+
+<h3><b>SCENE I. Athens. Before the Temples of Mars, Venus, and Diana</b></h3>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Flourish. Enter <span class="charname">Theseus, Pirithous, Hippolyta</span> and
+Attendants.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Now let ’em enter and before the gods<br/>
+Tender their holy prayers. Let the temples<br/>
+Burn bright with sacred fires, and the altars<br/>
+In hallowed clouds commend their swelling incense<br/>
+To those above us. Let no due be wanting.<br/>
+They have a noble work in hand, will honour<br/>
+The very powers that love ’em.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Sir, they enter.
+</p>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Palamon</span> and
+<span class="charname">Arcite</span> and their Knights.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+You valiant and strong-hearted enemies,<br/>
+You royal german foes, that this day come<br/>
+To blow that nearness out that flames between ye,<br/>
+Lay by your anger for an hour and, dove-like,<br/>
+Before the holy altars of your helpers,<br/>
+The all-feared gods, bow down your stubborn bodies.<br/>
+Your ire is more than mortal; so your help be;<br/>
+And, as the gods regard ye, fight with justice.<br/>
+I’ll leave you to your prayers, and betwixt ye<br/>
+I part my wishes.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Honour crown the worthiest.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt <span class="charname">Theseus</span> and his Train.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+The glass is running now that cannot finish<br/>
+Till one of us expire. Think you but thus,<br/>
+That were there aught in me which strove to show<br/>
+Mine enemy in this business, were ’t one eye<br/>
+Against another, arm oppressed by arm,<br/>
+I would destroy th’ offender, coz, I would<br/>
+Though parcel of myself. Then from this gather<br/>
+How I should tender you.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 I am in labour<br/>
-To push your name, your auncient love, our kindred<br/>
-Out of my memory; and i'th selfe same place<br/>
-To seate something I would confound: So hoyst we<br/>
-The sayles, that must these vessells port even where<br/>
-The heavenly Lymiter pleases.<br/>
+To push your name, your ancient love, our kindred<br/>
+Out of my memory, and i’ th’ selfsame place<br/>
+To seat something I would confound. So hoist we<br/>
+The sails that must these vessels port even where<br/>
+The heavenly limiter pleases.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-You speake well;<br/>
-Before I turne, Let me embrace thee, Cosen:<br/>
-This I shall never doe agen.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+You speak well.<br/>
+Before I turn, let me embrace thee, cousin.<br/>
+This I shall never do again.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-One farewell.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+One farewell.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Why, let it be so: Farewell, Coz.  [Exeunt Palamon and his<br/>
-Knights.]<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Why, let it be so. Farewell, coz.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
-Farewell, Sir.—<br/>
-Knights, Kinsemen, Lovers, yea, my Sacrifices,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
+Farewell, sir.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt <span class="charname">Palamon</span> and his Knights.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Knights, kinsmen, lovers, yea, my sacrifices,<br/>
 True worshippers of Mars, whose spirit in you<br/>
-Expells the seedes of feare, and th'apprehension<br/>
-Which still is farther off it, Goe with me<br/>
-Before the god of our profession: There<br/>
-Require of him the hearts of Lyons, and<br/>
-The breath of Tigers, yea, the fearcenesse too,<br/>
-Yea, the speed also,—to goe on, I meane,<br/>
-Else wish we to be Snayles: you know my prize<br/>
-Must be drag'd out of blood; force and great feate<br/>
-Must put my Garland on, where she stickes<br/>
-The Queene of Flowers: our intercession then<br/>
-Must be to him that makes the Campe a Cestron<br/>
-Brymd with the blood of men: give me your aide<br/>
-And bend your spirits towards him.  [They kneele.]<br/>
-Thou mighty one, that with thy power hast turnd<br/>
-Greene Neptune into purple, (whose Approach)<br/>
-Comets prewarne, whose havocke in vaste Feild<br/>
-Vnearthed skulls proclaime, whose breath blowes downe,<br/>
-The teeming Ceres foyzon, who doth plucke<br/>
-With hand armypotent from forth blew clowdes<br/>
-The masond Turrets, that both mak'st and break'st<br/>
-The stony girthes of Citties: me thy puple,<br/>
-Yongest follower of thy Drom, instruct this day<br/>
-With military skill, that to thy lawde<br/>
-I may advance my Streamer, and by thee,<br/>
-Be stil'd the Lord o'th day: give me, great Mars,<br/>
-Some token of thy pleasure.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>[Here they fall on their faces as formerly, and there is heard<br/>
- clanging of Armor, with a short Thunder as the burst of a<br/>
-Battaile,<br/>
- whereupon they all rise and bow to the Altar.]<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>O Great Corrector of enormous times,<br/>
-Shaker of ore-rank States, thou grand decider<br/>
-Of dustie and old tytles, that healst with blood<br/>
-The earth when it is sicke, and curst the world<br/>
-O'th pluresie of people; I doe take<br/>
-Thy signes auspiciously, and in thy name<br/>
-To my designe march boldly.  Let us goe.  [Exeunt.]<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>[Enter Palamon and his Knights, with the former observance.]</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+Expels the seeds of fear and th’ apprehension<br/>
+Which still is father of it, go with me<br/>
+Before the god of our profession. There<br/>
+Require of him the hearts of lions and<br/>
+The breath of tigers, yea, the fierceness too,<br/>
+Yea, the speed also—to go on, I mean;<br/>
+Else wish we to be snails. You know my prize<br/>
+Must be dragged out of blood; force and great feat<br/>
+Must put my garland on, where she sticks,<br/>
+The queen of flowers. Our intercession, then,<br/>
+Must be to him that makes the camp a cistern<br/>
+Brimmed with the blood of men. Give me your aid,<br/>
+And bend your spirits towards him.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>They advance to the altar of Mars, fall on their faces before it, and then kneel.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Thou mighty one, that with thy power hast turned<br/>
+Green Neptune into purple; whose approach<br/>
+Comets prewarn, whose havoc in vast field<br/>
+Unearthed skulls proclaim; whose breath blows down<br/>
+The teeming Ceres’ foison, who dost pluck<br/>
+With hand armipotent from forth blue clouds<br/>
+The masoned turrets, that both mak’st and break’st<br/>
+The stony girths of cities; me thy pupil,<br/>
+Youngest follower of thy drum, instruct this day<br/>
+With military skill, that to thy laud<br/>
+I may advance my streamer, and by thee<br/>
+Be styled the lord o’ th’ day. Give me, great Mars,<br/>
+Some token of thy pleasure.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Here they fall on their faces as formerly, and there is
+heard clanging of armour, with a short thunder, as the burst of a battle,
+whereupon they all rise and bow to the altar.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+O, great corrector of enormous times,<br/>
+Shaker of o’er-rank states, thou grand decider<br/>
+Of dusty and old titles, that heal’st with blood<br/>
+The earth when it is sick, and cur’st the world<br/>
+O’ th’ pleurisy of people; I do take<br/>
+Thy signs auspiciously, and in thy name<br/>
+To my design march boldly.—Let us go.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Palamon</span> and his Knights, with the former
+observance.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 Our stars must glister with new fire, or be<br/>
-To daie extinct; our argument is love,<br/>
-Which if the goddesse of it grant, she gives<br/>
-Victory too: then blend your spirits with mine,<br/>
-You, whose free noblenesse doe make my cause<br/>
-Your personall hazard; to the goddesse Venus<br/>
+Today extinct. Our argument is love,<br/>
+Which, if the goddess of it grant, she gives<br/>
+Victory too. Then blend your spirits with mine,<br/>
+You whose free nobleness do make my cause<br/>
+Your personal hazard. To the goddess Venus<br/>
 Commend we our proceeding, and implore<br/>
-Her power unto our partie.  [Here they kneele as formerly.]<br/>
-Haile, Soveraigne Queene of secrets, who hast power<br/>
-To call the feircest Tyrant from his rage,<br/>
-And weepe unto a Girle; that ha'st the might,<br/>
-Even with an ey-glance, to choke Marsis Drom<br/>
-And turne th'allarme to whispers; that canst make<br/>
-A Criple florish with his Crutch, and cure him<br/>
-Before Apollo; that may'st force the King<br/>
-To be his subjects vassaile, and induce<br/>
-Stale gravitie to daunce; the pould Bachelour—<br/>
-Whose youth, like wonton Boyes through Bonfyres,<br/>
-Have skipt thy flame—at seaventy thou canst catch<br/>
-And make him, to the scorne of his hoarse throate,<br/>
-Abuse yong laies of love: what godlike power<br/>
-Hast thou not power upon?  To Phoebus thou<br/>
-Add'st flames hotter then his; the heavenly fyres<br/>
-Did scortch his mortall Son, thine him; the huntresse<br/>
-All moyst and cold, some say, began to throw<br/>
-Her Bow away, and sigh.  Take to thy grace<br/>
-Me, thy vowd Souldier, who doe beare thy yoke<br/>
-As t'wer a wreath of Roses, yet is heavier<br/>
-Then Lead it selfe, stings more than Nettles.<br/>
-I have never beene foule mouthd against thy law,<br/>
-Nev'r reveald secret, for I knew none—would not,<br/>
-Had I kend all that were; I never practised<br/>
-Vpon mans wife, nor would the Libells reade<br/>
-Of liberall wits; I never at great feastes<br/>
-Sought to betray a Beautie, but have blush'd<br/>
-At simpring Sirs that did; I have beene harsh<br/>
-To large Confessors, and have hotly ask'd them<br/>
-If they had Mothers: I had one, a woman,<br/>
-And women t'wer they wrong'd.  I knew a man<br/>
-Of eightie winters, this I told them, who<br/>
-A Lasse of foureteene brided; twas thy power<br/>
-To put life into dust; the aged Crampe<br/>
-Had screw'd his square foote round,<br/>
-The Gout had knit his fingers into knots,<br/>
-Torturing Convulsions from his globie eyes,<br/>
-Had almost drawne their spheeres, that what was life<br/>
-In him seem'd torture: this Anatomie<br/>
-Had by his yong faire pheare a Boy, and I<br/>
-Beleev'd it was him, for she swore it was,<br/>
-And who would not beleeve her? briefe, I am<br/>
-To those that prate and have done no Companion;<br/>
-To those that boast and have not a defyer;<br/>
-To those that would and cannot a Rejoycer.<br/>
-Yea, him I doe not love, that tells close offices<br/>
-The fowlest way, nor names concealements in<br/>
-The boldest language: such a one I am,<br/>
+Her power unto our party.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Here they kneel as formerly.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Hail, sovereign queen of secrets, who hast power<br/>
+To call the fiercest tyrant from his rage<br/>
+And weep unto a girl; that hast the might<br/>
+Even with an eye-glance to choke Mars’s drum<br/>
+And turn th’ alarm to whispers; that canst make<br/>
+A cripple flourish with his crutch, and cure him<br/>
+Before Apollo; that mayst force the king<br/>
+To be his subject’s vassal, and induce<br/>
+Stale gravity to dance. The polled bachelor,<br/>
+Whose youth, like wanton boys through bonfires,<br/>
+Have skipped thy flame, at seventy thou canst catch,<br/>
+And make him, to the scorn of his hoarse throat,<br/>
+Abuse young lays of love. What godlike power<br/>
+Hast thou not power upon? To Phœbus thou<br/>
+Add’st flames hotter than his; the heavenly fires<br/>
+Did scorch his mortal son, thine him. The huntress,<br/>
+All moist and cold, some say, began to throw<br/>
+Her bow away and sigh. Take to thy grace<br/>
+Me, thy vowed soldier, who do bear thy yoke<br/>
+As ’twere a wreath of roses, yet is heavier<br/>
+Than lead itself, stings more than nettles.<br/>
+I have never been foul-mouthed against thy law,<br/>
+Ne’er revealed secret, for I knew none—would not,<br/>
+Had I kenned all that were. I never practised<br/>
+Upon man’s wife, nor would the libels read<br/>
+Of liberal wits. I never at great feasts<br/>
+Sought to betray a beauty, but have blushed<br/>
+At simpering sirs that did. I have been harsh<br/>
+To large confessors, and have hotly asked them<br/>
+If they had mothers—I had one, a woman,<br/>
+And women ’twere they wronged. I knew a man<br/>
+Of eighty winters, this I told them, who<br/>
+A lass of fourteen brided; ’twas thy power<br/>
+To put life into dust. The aged cramp<br/>
+Had screwed his square foot round;<br/>
+The gout had knit his fingers into knots,<br/>
+Torturing convulsions from his globy eyes<br/>
+Had almost drawn their spheres, that what was life<br/>
+In him seemed torture. This anatomy<br/>
+Had by his young fair fere a boy, and I<br/>
+Believed it was his, for she swore it was,<br/>
+And who would not believe her? Brief, I am<br/>
+To those that prate and have done, no companion;<br/>
+To those that boast and have not, a defier;<br/>
+To those that would and cannot, a rejoicer.<br/>
+Yea, him I do not love that tells close offices<br/>
+The foulest way, nor names concealments in<br/>
+The boldest language. Such a one I am,<br/>
 And vow that lover never yet made sigh<br/>
-Truer then I.  O, then, most soft, sweet goddesse,<br/>
+Truer than I. O, then, most soft sweet goddess,<br/>
 Give me the victory of this question, which<br/>
-Is true loves merit, and blesse me with a signe<br/>
-Of thy great pleasure.<br/>
+Is true love’s merit, and bless me with a sign<br/>
+Of thy great pleasure.
 </p>
 
-<p>[Here Musicke is heard, Doves are seene to flutter; they fall<br/>
- againe upon their faces, then on their knees.]<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>Here music is heard; doves are seen to flutter. They fall
+again upon their faces, then on their knees.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+O thou that from eleven to ninety reign’st<br/>
+In mortal bosoms, whose chase is this world<br/>
+And we in herds thy game, I give thee thanks<br/>
+For this fair token, which being laid unto<br/>
+Mine innocent true heart, arms in assurance<br/>
+My body to this business.—Let us rise<br/>
+And bow before the goddess.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-O thou, that from eleven to ninetie raign'st<br/>
-In mortall bosomes, whose chase is this world,<br/>
-And we in heards thy game: I give thee thankes<br/>
-For this faire Token, which, being layd unto<br/>
-Mine innocent true heart, armes in assurance  [They bow.]<br/>
-My body to this businesse.  Let us rise<br/>
-And bow before the goddesse: Time comes on.  [Exeunt.]<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>They rise and bow.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Time comes on.
 </p>
 
-<p>[Still Musicke of Records.]</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Emilia in white, her haire about her shoulders, (wearing) a
- wheaten wreath: One in white holding up her traine, her haire stucke
- with flowers: One before her carrying a silver Hynde, in which is
- conveyd Incense and sweet odours, which being set upon the Altar
- (of Diana) her maides standing a loofe, she sets fire to it; then
- they curtsey and kneele.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Still music of records. Enter <span class="charname">Emilia</span> in white,
+her hair about her shoulders, wearing a wheaten wreath. One in white holding up
+her train, her hair stuck with flowers. One before her carrying a silver hind,
+in which is conveyed incense and sweet odours, which being set upon the altar
+of  <span class="charname">Diana,</span> her maids standing aloof, she sets
+fire to it; then they curtsy and kneel.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-O sacred, shadowie, cold and constant Queene,<br/>
-Abandoner of Revells, mute, contemplative,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+O sacred, shadowy, cold, and constant queen,<br/>
+Abandoner of revels, mute contemplative,<br/>
 Sweet, solitary, white as chaste, and pure<br/>
-As windefand Snow, who to thy femall knights<br/>
-Alow'st no more blood than will make a blush,<br/>
-Which is their orders robe: I heere, thy Priest,<br/>
-Am humbled fore thine Altar; O vouchsafe,<br/>
-With that thy rare greene eye, which never yet<br/>
-Beheld thing maculate, looke on thy virgin;<br/>
-And, sacred silver Mistris, lend thine eare<br/>
-(Which nev'r heard scurrill terme, into whose port<br/>
-Ne're entred wanton found,) to my petition<br/>
-Seasond with holy feare: This is my last<br/>
-Of vestall office; I am bride habited,<br/>
-But mayden harted, a husband I have pointed,<br/>
-But doe not know him; out of two I should<br/>
-Choose one and pray for his successe, but I<br/>
-Am guiltlesse of election: of mine eyes,<br/>
-Were I to loose one, they are equall precious,<br/>
-I could doombe neither, that which perish'd should<br/>
-Goe too't unsentenc'd: Therefore, most modest Queene,<br/>
-He of the two Pretenders, that best loves me<br/>
-And has the truest title in't, Let him<br/>
-Take off my wheaten Gerland, or else grant<br/>
-The fyle and qualitie I hold, I may<br/>
-Continue in thy Band.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>[Here the Hynde vanishes under the Altar: and in the place ascends<br/>
- a Rose Tree, having one Rose upon it.]<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>See what our Generall of Ebbs and Flowes<br/>
-Out from the bowells of her holy Altar<br/>
-With sacred act advances!  But one Rose:<br/>
-If well inspird, this Battaile shal confound<br/>
-Both these brave Knights, and I, a virgin flowre<br/>
-Must grow alone unpluck'd.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>[Here is heard a sodaine twang of Instruments, and the Rose fals\<br/>
- from the Tree (which vanishes under the altar.)]<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>The flowre is falne, the Tree descends: O, Mistris,<br/>
-Thou here dischargest me; I shall be gather'd:<br/>
-I thinke so, but I know not thine owne will;<br/>
-Vnclaspe thy Misterie.—I hope she's pleas'd,<br/>
-Her Signes were gratious.  [They curtsey and Exeunt.]<br/>
-</p>
-
-<h4><b>SCENE 2.  (A darkened Room in the Prison.)</b></h4>
-
-<p>[Enter Doctor, Iaylor and Wooer, in habite of Palamon.]</p>
+As wind-fanned snow, who to thy female knights<br/>
+Allow’st no more blood than will make a blush,<br/>
+Which is their order’s robe, I here, thy priest,<br/>
+Am humbled ’fore thine altar. O, vouchsafe<br/>
+With that thy rare green eye, which never yet<br/>
+Beheld thing maculate, look on thy virgin;<br/>
+And, sacred silver mistress, lend thine ear,<br/>
+Which ne’er heard scurrile term, into whose port<br/>
+Ne’er entered wanton sound, to my petition,<br/>
+Seasoned with holy fear. This is my last<br/>
+Of vestal office. I am bride-habited<br/>
+But maiden-hearted. A husband I have ’pointed,<br/>
+But do not know him. Out of two I should<br/>
+Choose one, and pray for his success, but I<br/>
+Am guiltless of election. Of mine eyes,<br/>
+Were I to lose one, they are equal precious;<br/>
+I could doom neither; that which perished should<br/>
+Go to ’t unsentenced. Therefore, most modest queen,<br/>
+He of the two pretenders that best loves me<br/>
+And has the truest title in ’t, let him<br/>
+Take off my wheaten garland, or else grant<br/>
+The file and quality I hold I may<br/>
+Continue in thy band.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Here the hind vanishes under the altar, and in the place
+ascends a rose tree, having one rose upon it.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ See what our general of ebbs and flows<br/>
+Out from the bowels of her holy altar<br/>
+With sacred act advances: but one rose!<br/>
+If well inspired, this battle shall confound<br/>
+Both these brave knights, and I, a virgin flower,<br/>
+Must grow alone, unplucked.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Here is heard a sudden twang of instruments, and the rose
+falls from the tree.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+The flower is fall’n, the tree descends. O mistress,<br/>
+Thou here dischargest me. I shall be gathered;<br/>
+I think so, but I know not thine own will.<br/>
+Unclasp thy mystery!—I hope she’s pleased;<br/>
+Her signs were gracious.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>They curtsy and exeunt.</i>]</p>
+
+<h3><a name="sceneV_38.2"></a><b>SCENE II. Athens. A Room in the Prison</b></h3>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-Has this advice I told you, done any good upon her?</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Doctor, Jailer and Wooer</span> in the habit of
+Palamon.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-O very much; The maids that kept her company<br/>
-Have halfe perswaded her that I am Palamon;<br/>
-Within this halfe houre she came smiling to me,<br/>
-And asked me what I would eate, and when I would kisse her:<br/>
-I told her presently, and kist her twice.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+Has this advice I told you, done any good upon her?
 </p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-Twas well done; twentie times had bin far better,<br/>
-For there the cure lies mainely.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+O, very much. The maids that kept her company<br/>
+Have half persuaded her that I am Palamon;<br/>
+Within this half-hour she came smiling to me,<br/>
+And asked me what I would eat, and when I would kiss her.<br/>
+I told her “Presently,” and kissed her twice.
 </p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+’Twas well done. Twenty times had been far better,<br/>
+For there the cure lies mainly.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
 Then she told me<br/>
-She would watch with me to night, for well she knew<br/>
-What houre my fit would take me.<br/>
+She would watch with me tonight, for well she knew<br/>
+What hour my fit would take me.
 </p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-Let her doe so,<br/>
-And when your fit comes, fit her home,<br/>
-And presently.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+Let her do so,<br/>
+And when your fit comes, fit her home, and presently.
 </p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-She would have me sing.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+She would have me sing.
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-You did so?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+You did so?
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-No.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+No.
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-Twas very ill done, then;<br/>
-You should observe her ev'ry way.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+’Twas very ill done, then;<br/>
+You should observe her every way.
 </p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
 Alas,<br/>
-I have no voice, Sir, to confirme her that way.<br/>
+I have no voice, sir, to confirm her that way.
 </p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-That's all one, if yee make a noyse;<br/>
-If she intreate againe, doe any thing,—<br/>
-Lye with her, if she aske you.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+That’s all one, if ye make a noise.<br/>
+If she entreat again, do anything.<br/>
+Lie with her, if she ask you.
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Hoa, there, Doctor!</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Hoa, there, doctor!
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-Yes, in the waie of cure.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+Yes, in the way of cure.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
 But first, by your leave,<br/>
-I'th way of honestie.<br/>
+I’ th’ way of honesty.
 </p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-That's but a nicenesse,<br/>
-Nev'r cast your child away for honestie;<br/>
-Cure her first this way, then if shee will be honest,<br/>
-She has the path before her.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+That’s but a niceness,<br/>
+Ne’er cast your child away for honesty.<br/>
+Cure her first this way; then if she will be honest,<br/>
+She has the path before her.
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Thanke yee, Doctor.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Thank ye, Doctor.
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
 Pray, bring her in,<br/>
-And let's see how shee is.<br/>
+And let’s see how she is.
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
 I will, and tell her<br/>
-Her Palamon staies for her: But, Doctor,<br/>
-Me thinkes you are i'th wrong still.  [Exit Iaylor.]<br/>
+Her Palamon stays for her. But, Doctor,<br/>
+Methinks you are i’ th’ wrong still.
 </p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-Goe, goe:<br/>
-You Fathers are fine Fooles: her honesty?<br/>
-And we should give her physicke till we finde that—<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exit <span class="charname">Jailer</span>.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+Go, go;<br/>
+You fathers are fine fools. Her honesty?<br/>
+An we should give her physic till we find that!
 </p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Why, doe you thinke she is not honest, Sir?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+Why, do you think she is not honest, sir?
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-How old is she?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+How old is she?
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-She's eighteene.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+She’s eighteen.
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
 She may be,<br/>
-But that's all one; tis nothing to our purpose.<br/>
-What ere her Father saies, if you perceave<br/>
-Her moode inclining that way that I spoke of,<br/>
-Videlicet, the way of flesh—you have me?<br/>
+But that’s all one; ’tis nothing to our purpose.<br/>
+Whate’er her father says, if you perceive<br/>
+Her mood inclining that way that I spoke of,<br/>
+<i>Videlicet</i>, the way of flesh—you have me?
 </p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Yet, very well, Sir.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+Yes, very well, sir.
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
 Please her appetite,<br/>
-And doe it home; it cures her, ipso facto,<br/>
-The mellencholly humour that infects her.<br/>
+And do it home; it cures her, <i>ipso facto</i>,<br/>
+The melancholy humour that infects her.
 </p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-I am of your minde, Doctor.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+I am of your mind, Doctor.
+</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Iaylor, Daughter, Maide.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Jailer, Jailer’s Daughter</span> and
+<span class="charname">Maid</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-You'l finde it so; she comes, pray humour her.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+You’ll find it so. She comes, pray, humour her.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Come, your Love Palamon staies for you, childe,<br/>
-And has done this long houre, to visite you.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Come, your love Palamon stays for you, child,<br/>
+And has done this long hour, to visit you.
 </p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-I thanke him for his gentle patience;<br/>
-He's a kind Gentleman, and I am much bound to him.<br/>
-Did you nev'r see the horse he gave me?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+I thank him for his gentle patience;<br/>
+He’s a kind gentleman, and I am much bound to him.<br/>
+Did you ne’er see the horse he gave me?
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Yes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Yes.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-How doe you like him?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+How do you like him?
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-He's a very faire one.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+He’s a very fair one.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-You never saw him dance?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+You never saw him dance?
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-No.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+No.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
 I have often.<br/>
-He daunces very finely, very comely,<br/>
-And for a Iigge, come cut and long taile to him,<br/>
-He turnes ye like a Top.<br/>
+He dances very finely, very comely,<br/>
+And for a jig, come cut and long tail to him,<br/>
+He turns ye like a top.
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-That's fine, indeede.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+That’s fine, indeed.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Hee'l dance the Morris twenty mile an houre,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+He’ll dance the morris twenty mile an hour,<br/>
 And that will founder the best hobby-horse<br/>
-(If I have any skill) in all the parish,<br/>
-And gallops to the turne of LIGHT A' LOVE:<br/>
-What thinke you of this horse?<br/>
+If I have any skill in all the parish,<br/>
+And gallops to the tune of “Light o’ love.”<br/>
+What think you of this horse?
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Having these vertues,<br/>
-I thinke he might be broght to play at Tennis.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Having these virtues,<br/>
+I think he might be brought to play at tennis.
 </p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Alas, that's nothing.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Alas, that’s nothing.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Can he write and read too?
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Can he write and reade too?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+A very fair hand, and casts himself th’ accounts<br/>
+Of all his hay and provender. That hostler<br/>
+Must rise betime that cozens him. You know<br/>
+The chestnut mare the Duke has?
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-A very faire hand, and casts himselfe th'accounts<br/>
-Of all his hay and provender: That Hostler<br/>
-Must rise betime that cozens him.  You know<br/>
-The Chestnut Mare the Duke has?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Very well.
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Very well.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+She is horribly in love with him, poor beast;<br/>
+But he is like his master, coy and scornful.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-She is horribly in love with him, poore beast,<br/>
-But he is like his master, coy and scornefull.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+What dowry has she?
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-What dowry has she?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Some two hundred bottles,<br/>
+And twenty strike of oates; but he’ll ne’er have her.<br/>
+He lisps in’s neighing, able to entice<br/>
+A miller’s mare. He’ll be the death of her.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Some two hundred Bottles,<br/>
-And twenty strike of Oates; but hee'l ne're have her;<br/>
-He lispes in's neighing, able to entice<br/>
-A Millars Mare: Hee'l be the death of her.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+What stuff she utters!
 </p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-What stuffe she utters!</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Make curtsy; here your love comes.
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Make curtsie; here your love comes.</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Wooer</span> and
+<span class="charname">Doctor</span> come forward.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Pretty soule,<br/>
-How doe ye? that's a fine maide, ther's a curtsie!<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+Pretty soul,<br/>
+How do ye? That’s a fine maid; there’s a curtsy!
 </p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Yours to command ith way of honestie.<br/>
-How far is't now to'th end o'th world, my Masters?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Yours to command i’ th’ way of honesty.<br/>
+How far is’t now to’ th’ end o’ th’ world, my masters?
 </p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-Why, a daies Iorney, wench.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+Why, a day’s journey, wench.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Will you goe with me?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Will you go with me?
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-What shall we doe there, wench?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+What shall we do there, wench?
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Why, play at stoole ball:<br/>
-What is there else to doe?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Why, play at stool-ball;<br/>
+What is there else to do?
 </p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
 I am content,<br/>
-If we shall keepe our wedding there.<br/>
+If we shall keep our wedding there.
 </p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Tis true:<br/>
-For there, I will assure you, we shall finde<br/>
-Some blind Priest for the purpose, that will venture<br/>
-To marry us, for here they are nice, and foolish;<br/>
-Besides, my father must be hang'd to morrow<br/>
-And that would be a blot i'th businesse.<br/>
-Are not you Palamon?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+’Tis true,<br/>
+For there, I will assure you, we shall find<br/>
+Some blind priest for the purpose, that will venture<br/>
+To marry us, for here they are nice and foolish.<br/>
+Besides, my father must be hanged tomorrow,<br/>
+And that would be a blot i’ th’ business.<br/>
+Are not you Palamon?
 </p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Doe not you know me?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+Do not you know me?
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Yes, but you care not for me; I have nothing<br/>
-But this pore petticoate, and too corse Smockes.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Yes, but you care not for me. I have nothing<br/>
+But this poor petticoat, and two coarse smocks.
 </p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-That's all one; I will have you.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+That’s all one; I will have you.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Will you surely?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Will you surely?
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Yes, by this faire hand, will I.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+[<i>Taking her hand.</i>] Yes, by this fair hand, will I.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Wee'l to bed, then.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+We’ll to bed, then.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Ev'n when you will.  [Kisses her.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+E’en when you will.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-O Sir, you would faine be nibling.</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Kisses her.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Why doe you rub my kisse off?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+[<i>Rubs off the kiss.</i>] O sir, you would fain be nibling.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Tis a sweet one,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+Why do you rub my kiss off?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+’Tis a sweet one,<br/>
 And will perfume me finely against the wedding.<br/>
-Is not this your Cosen Arcite?<br/>
+Is not this your cousin Arcite?
 </p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-Yes, sweet heart,<br/>
-And I am glad my Cosen Palamon<br/>
-Has made so faire a choice.<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>She indicates the <span class="charname">Doctor</span>.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+Yes, sweetheart,<br/>
+And I am glad my cousin Palamon<br/>
+Has made so fair a choice.
 </p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Doe you thinke hee'l have me?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Do you think he’ll have me?
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-Yes, without doubt.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+Yes, without doubt.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-Doe you thinke so too?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+Do you think so too?
+</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Yes.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Yes.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-We shall have many children:—Lord, how y'ar growne!<br/>
-My Palamon, I hope, will grow, too, finely,<br/>
-Now he's at liberty: Alas, poore Chicken,<br/>
-He was kept downe with hard meate and ill lodging,<br/>
-But ile kisse him up againe.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+We shall have many children. [<i>To Doctor.</i>] Lord, how you’re grown!<br/>
+My Palamon, I hope, will grow too, finely,<br/>
+Now he’s at liberty. Alas, poor chicken,<br/>
+He was kept down with hard meat and ill lodging,<br/>
+But I’ll kiss him up again.
 </p>
 
-<p>[Emter a Messenger.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter a <span class="charname">Messenger</span>.
+</p>
 
-<p>MESSENGER.<br/>
-What doe you here? you'l loose the noblest sight<br/>
-That ev'r was seene.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+MESSENGER.<br/>
+What do you here? You’ll lose the noblest sight<br/>
+That e’er was seen.
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Are they i'th Field?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Are they i’ th’ field?
+</p>
 
-<p>MESSENGER.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+MESSENGER.<br/>
 They are.<br/>
-You beare a charge there too.<br/>
+You bear a charge there too.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+I’ll away straight.<br/>
+I must e’en leave you here.
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Ile away straight.<br/>
-I must ev'n leave you here.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+Nay, we’ll go with you;<br/>
+I will not lose the sight.
 </p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-Nay, wee'l goe with you;<br/>
-I will not loose the Fight.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+How did you like her?
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-How did you like her?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+I’ll warrant you, within these three or four days<br/>
+I’ll make her right again. You must not from her,<br/>
+But still preserve her in this way.
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-Ile warrant you, within these 3. or 4. daies<br/>
-Ile make her right againe.  You must not from her,<br/>
-But still preserve her in this way.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+I will.
 </p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-I will.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+Let’s get her in.
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-Lets get her in.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+Come, sweet, we’ll go to dinner;<br/>
+And then we’ll play at cards.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Come, sweete, wee'l goe to dinner;<br/>
-And then weele play at Cardes.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+And shall we kiss too?
 </p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-And shall we kisse too?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+A hundred times.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-A hundred times.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+And twenty.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-And twenty.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+Ay, and twenty.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-I, and twenty.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+And then we’ll sleep together.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-And then wee'l sleepe together.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DOCTOR.<br/>
+Take her offer.
+</p>
 
-<p>DOCTOR.<br/>
-Take her offer.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+Yes, marry, will we.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-Yes, marry, will we.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+But you shall not hurt me.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-But you shall not hurt me.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+WOOER.<br/>
+I will not, sweet.
+</p>
 
-<p>WOOER.<br/>
-I will not, sweete.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+DAUGHTER.<br/>
+If you do, love, I’ll cry.
+</p>
 
-<p>DAUGHTER.<br/>
-If you doe, Love, ile cry.  [Florish.  Exeunt]</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt.</i>]</p>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 3.  (A Place near the Lists.)</b></h4>
+<h3><a name="sceneV_38.3"></a><b>SCENE III. A part of the Forest near Athens,
+and near the Place appointed for the Combat</b></h3>
 
-<p>[Enter Theseus, Hipolita, Emilia, Perithous: and some Attendants,<br/>
- (T. Tucke: Curtis.)]<br/>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Flourish. Enter <span class="charname">Theseus, Hippolyta, Emilia, Pirithous</span>
+and some Attendants.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Ile no step further.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+I’ll no step further.
+</p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Will you loose this sight?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Will you lose this sight?
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-I had rather see a wren hawke at a fly<br/>
-Then this decision; ev'ry blow that falls<br/>
-Threats a brave life, each stroake laments<br/>
-The place whereon it fals, and sounds more like<br/>
-A Bell then blade: I will stay here;<br/>
-It is enough my hearing shall be punishd<br/>
-With what shall happen—gainst the which there is<br/>
-No deaffing, but to heare—not taint mine eye<br/>
-With dread sights, it may shun.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+I had rather see a wren hawk at a fly<br/>
+Than this decision. Every blow that falls<br/>
+Threats a brave life; each stroke laments<br/>
+The place whereon it falls, and sounds more like<br/>
+A bell than blade. I will stay here.<br/>
+It is enough my hearing shall be punished<br/>
+With what shall happen, ’gainst the which there is<br/>
+No deafing, but to hear; not taint mine eye<br/>
+With dread sights it may shun.
 </p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Sir, my good Lord,<br/>
-Your Sister will no further.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Sir, my good lord,<br/>
+Your sister will no further.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Oh, she must.<br/>
-She shall see deeds of honour in their kinde,<br/>
-Which sometime show well, pencild.  Nature now<br/>
-Shall make and act the Story, the beleife<br/>
-Both seald with eye and eare; you must be present,<br/>
-You are the victours meede, the price, and garlond<br/>
-To crowne the Questions title.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+O, she must.<br/>
+She shall see deeds of honour in their kind,<br/>
+Which sometime show well, penciled. Nature now<br/>
+Shall make and act the story, the belief<br/>
+Both sealed with eye and ear. You must be present;<br/>
+You are the victor’s meed, the price and garland<br/>
+To crown the question’s title.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
 Pardon me;<br/>
-If I were there, I'ld winke.<br/>
+If I were there, I’d wink.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
 You must be there;<br/>
-This Tryall is as t'wer i'th night, and you<br/>
-The onely star to shine.<br/>
+This trial is as ’twere i’ th’ night, and you<br/>
+The only star to shine.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-I am extinct;<br/>
-There is but envy in that light, which showes<br/>
-The one the other: darkenes, which ever was<br/>
-The dam of horrour, who do's stand accurst<br/>
-Of many mortall Millions, may even now,<br/>
-By casting her blacke mantle over both,<br/>
-That neither coulde finde other, get her selfe<br/>
-Some part of a good name, and many a murther<br/>
-Set off wherto she's guilty.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+I am extinct.<br/>
+There is but envy in that light which shows<br/>
+The one the other. Darkness, which ever was<br/>
+The dam of horror, who does stand accursed<br/>
+Of many mortal millions, may even now,<br/>
+By casting her black mantle over both,<br/>
+That neither could find other, get herself<br/>
+Some part of a good name, and many a murder<br/>
+Set off whereto she’s guilty.
 </p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-You must goe.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+You must go.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-In faith, I will not.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+In faith, I will not.
+</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
 Why, the knights must kindle<br/>
-Their valour at your eye: know, of this war<br/>
-You are the Treasure, and must needes be by<br/>
-To give the Service pay.<br/>
+Their valour at your eye. Know, of this war<br/>
+You are the treasure, and must needs be by<br/>
+To give the service pay.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
 Sir, pardon me;<br/>
-The tytle of a kingdome may be tride<br/>
-Out of it selfe.<br/>
+The title of a kingdom may be tried<br/>
+Out of itself.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Well, well, then, at your pleasure;<br/>
-Those that remaine with you could wish their office<br/>
-To any of their Enemies.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Well, well, then, at your pleasure.<br/>
+Those that remain with you could wish their office<br/>
+To any of their enemies.
 </p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-Farewell, Sister;<br/>
-I am like to know your husband fore yourselfe<br/>
-By some small start of time: he whom the gods<br/>
-Doe of the two know best, I pray them he<br/>
-Be made your Lot.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+Farewell, sister.<br/>
+I am like to know your husband ’fore yourself<br/>
+By some small start of time. He whom the gods<br/>
+Do of the two know best, I pray them he<br/>
+Be made your lot.
 </p>
 
-<p>[Exeunt Theseus, Hipolita, Perithous, &amp;c.]</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt all but <span class="charname">Emilia</span>.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Arcite is gently visagd; yet his eye<br/>
-Is like an Engyn bent, or a sharpe weapon<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Arcite is gently visaged, yet his eye<br/>
+Is like an engine bent, or a sharp weapon<br/>
 In a soft sheath; mercy and manly courage<br/>
-Are bedfellowes in his visage.  Palamon<br/>
-Has a most menacing aspect: his brow<br/>
-Is grav'd, and seemes to bury what it frownes on;<br/>
-Yet sometime tis not so, but alters to<br/>
-The quallity of his thoughts; long time his eye<br/>
-Will dwell upon his object.  Mellencholly<br/>
-Becomes him nobly; So do's Arcites mirth,<br/>
-But Palamons sadnes is a kinde of mirth,<br/>
-So mingled, as if mirth did make him sad,<br/>
-And sadnes, merry; those darker humours that<br/>
-Sticke misbecomingly on others, on them<br/>
-Live in faire dwelling.  [Cornets.  Trompets sound as to a<br/>
-charge.]<br/>
-Harke, how yon spurs to spirit doe incite<br/>
-The Princes to their proofe! Arcite may win me,<br/>
+Are bedfellows in his visage. Palamon<br/>
+Has a most menacing aspect; his brow<br/>
+Is graved, and seems to bury what it frowns on;<br/>
+Yet sometimes ’tis not so, but alters to<br/>
+The quality of his thoughts. Long time his eye<br/>
+Will dwell upon his object. Melancholy<br/>
+Becomes him nobly; so does Arcite’s mirth;<br/>
+But Palamon’s sadness is a kind of mirth,<br/>
+So mingled as if mirth did make him sad<br/>
+And sadness merry. Those darker humours that<br/>
+Stick misbecomingly on others, on them<br/>
+Live in fair dwelling.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Cornets. Trompets sound as to a charge.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+Hark how yon spurs to spirit do incite<br/>
+The princes to their proof! Arcite may win me<br/>
 And yet may Palamon wound Arcite to<br/>
-The spoyling of his figure.  O, what pitty<br/>
-Enough for such a chance; if I were by,<br/>
-I might doe hurt, for they would glance their eies<br/>
-Toward my Seat, and in that motion might<br/>
-Omit a ward, or forfeit an offence<br/>
-Which crav'd that very time: it is much better<br/>
-I am not there; oh better never borne<br/>
-Then minister to such harme.  [Cornets.  A great cry and noice within,<br/>
- crying 'a Palamon'.]  What is the chance?<br/>
+The spoiling of his figure. O, what pity<br/>
+Enough for such a chance? If I were by,<br/>
+I might do hurt, for they would glance their eyes<br/>
+Towards my seat, and in that motion might<br/>
+Omit a ward or forfeit an offence<br/>
+Which craved that very time. It is much better<br/>
+I am not there.
 </p>
 
-<p>[Enter Servant.]</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Cornets. A great cry and noise within crying “À Palamon!”</i>]</p>
 
-<p>SERVANT.<br/>
-The Crie's 'a Palamon'.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+Oh better never born<br/>
+Then minister to such harm.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Then he has won!  Twas ever likely;<br/>
-He lookd all grace and successe, and he is<br/>
-Doubtlesse the prim'st of men: I pre'thee, run<br/>
-And tell me how it goes.  [Showt, and Cornets: Crying, 'a<br/>
-Palamon.']<br/>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Servant</span>.
 </p>
 
-<p>SERVANT.<br/>
-Still Palamon.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+What is the chance?
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Run and enquire.  Poore Servant, thou hast lost;<br/>
-Vpon my right side still I wore thy picture,<br/>
-Palamons on the left: why so, I know not;<br/>
-I had no end in't else, chance would have it so.<br/>
-On the sinister side the heart lyes; Palamon<br/>
-Had the best boding chance.  [Another cry, and showt within, and<br/>
- Cornets.]  This burst of clamour<br/>
-Is sure th'end o'th Combat.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SERVANT.<br/>
+The cry’s “À Palamon.”
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Then he has won. ’Twas ever likely.<br/>
+He looked all grace and success, and he is<br/>
+Doubtless the prim’st of men. I prithee run<br/>
+And tell me how it goes.
 </p>
 
-<p>[Enter Servant.]</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Shout and cornets, crying “À Palamon!”</i>]</p>
 
-<p>SERVANT.<br/>
-They saide that Palamon had Arcites body<br/>
-Within an inch o'th Pyramid, that the cry<br/>
-Was generall 'a Palamon': But, anon,<br/>
-Th'Assistants made a brave redemption, and<br/>
-The two bold Tytlers, at this instant are<br/>
-Hand to hand at it.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SERVANT.<br/>
+Still “Palamon.”
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Were they metamorphisd<br/>
-Both into one! oh why? there were no woman<br/>
-Worth so composd a Man: their single share,<br/>
-Their noblenes peculier to them, gives<br/>
-The prejudice of disparity, values shortnes,  [Cornets.  Cry within,<br/>
- Arcite, Arcite.]<br/>
-To any Lady breathing—More exulting?<br/>
-Palamon still?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Run and enquire.
 </p>
 
-<p>SERVANT.<br/>
-Nay, now the sound is Arcite.</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exit <span class="charname">Servant</span>.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-I pre'thee, lay attention to the Cry,  [Cornets.  A great showt and
- cry, 'Arcite, victory!']
-Set both thine eares to'th busines.</p>
+<p class="drama">
+Poor servant, thou hast lost.<br/>
+Upon my right side still I wore thy picture,<br/>
+Palamon’s on the left. Why so, I know not.<br/>
+I had no end in ’t else; chance would have it so.<br/>
+On the sinister side the heart lies; Palamon<br/>
+Had the best-boding chance.
+</p>
 
-<p>SERVANT.<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i>Another cry and shout within, and cornets.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+This burst of clamour<br/>
+Is sure th’ end o’ th’ combat.
+</p>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Servant</span>.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+SERVANT.<br/>
+They said that Palamon had Arcite’s body<br/>
+Within an inch o’ th’ pyramid, that the cry<br/>
+Was general “À Palamon.” But anon,<br/>
+Th’ assistants made a brave redemption, and<br/>
+The two bold titlers at this instant are<br/>
+Hand to hand at it.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Were they metamorphosed<br/>
+Both into one—O, why? There were no woman<br/>
+Worth so composed a man! Their single share,<br/>
+Their nobleness peculiar to them, gives<br/>
+The prejudice of disparity, value’s shortness,<br/>
+To any lady breathing.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Cornets. Cry within, “Arcite, Arcite.”</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+More exulting?<br/>
+“Palamon” still?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+SERVANT.<br/>
+Nay, now the sound is “Arcite.”
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+I prithee, lay attention to the cry;<br/>
+Set both thine ears to th’ business.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Cornets. A great shout and cry “Arcite, victory!”</i>]</p>
+
+
+<p class="drama">
+SERVANT.<br/>
 The cry is<br/>
-'Arcite', and 'victory', harke: 'Arcite, victory!'<br/>
-The Combats consummation is proclaim'd<br/>
-By the wind Instruments.<br/>
+“Arcite”, and “Victory!” Hark, “Arcite, victory!”<br/>
+The combat’s consummation is proclaimed<br/>
+By the wind instruments.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Halfe sights saw<br/>
-That Arcite was no babe; god's lyd, his richnes<br/>
-And costlines of spirit look't through him, it could<br/>
-No more be hid in him then fire in flax,<br/>
-Then humble banckes can goe to law with waters,<br/>
-That drift windes force to raging: I did thinke<br/>
-Good Palamon would miscarry; yet I knew not<br/>
-Why I did thinke so; Our reasons are not prophets,<br/>
-When oft our fancies are.  They are comming off:<br/>
-Alas, poore Palamon!  [Cornets.]<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Half-sights saw<br/>
+That Arcite was no babe. God’s lid, his richness<br/>
+And costliness of spirit looked through him; it could<br/>
+No more be hid in him than fire in flax,<br/>
+Than humble banks can go to law with waters<br/>
+That drift-winds force to raging. I did think<br/>
+Good Palamon would miscarry, yet I knew not<br/>
+Why I did think so. Our reasons are not prophets<br/>
+When oft our fancies are. They are coming off.<br/>
+Alas, poor Palamon!
 </p>
 
-<p>[Enter Theseus, Hipolita, Pirithous, Arcite as victor, and<br/>
- attendants, &amp;c.]<br/>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Cornets. Enter <span class="charname">Theseus, Hippolyta, Pirithous, Arcite</span>
+as victor, and Attendants.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-Lo, where our Sister is in expectation,<br/>
-Yet quaking, and unsetled.—Fairest Emily,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+Lo, where our sister is in expectation,<br/>
+Yet quaking and unsettled.—Fairest Emily,<br/>
 The gods by their divine arbitrament<br/>
-Have given you this Knight; he is a good one<br/>
-As ever strooke at head.  Give me your hands;<br/>
+Have given you this knight; he is a good one<br/>
+As ever struck at head. Give me your hands.<br/>
 Receive you her, you him; be plighted with<br/>
-A love that growes, as you decay.<br/>
+A love that grows as you decay.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 Emily,<br/>
-To buy you, I have lost what's deerest to me,<br/>
-Save what is bought, and yet I purchase cheapely,<br/>
-As I doe rate your value.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-O loved Sister,<br/>
-He speakes now of as brave a Knight as ere<br/>
-Did spur a noble Steed: Surely, the gods<br/>
-Would have him die a Batchelour, least his race<br/>
-Should shew i'th world too godlike: His behaviour<br/>
-So charmed me, that me thought Alcides was<br/>
-To him a sow of lead: if I could praise<br/>
-Each part of him to'th all I have spoke, your Arcite<br/>
-Did not loose by't; For he that was thus good<br/>
-Encountred yet his Better.  I have heard<br/>
-Two emulous Philomels beate the eare o'th night<br/>
-With their contentious throates, now one the higher,<br/>
-Anon the other, then againe the first,<br/>
-And by and by out breasted, that the sence<br/>
-Could not be judge betweene 'em: So it far'd<br/>
-Good space betweene these kinesmen; till heavens did<br/>
-Make hardly one the winner.  Weare the Girlond<br/>
-With joy that you have won: For the subdude,<br/>
-Give them our present Iustice, since I know<br/>
-Their lives but pinch 'em; Let it here be done.<br/>
-The Sceane's not for our seeing, goe we hence,<br/>
-Right joyfull, with some sorrow.—Arme your prize,<br/>
-I know you will not loose her.—Hipolita,<br/>
-I see one eye of yours conceives a teare<br/>
-The which it will deliver.  [Florish.]<br/>
+To buy you, I have lost what’s dearest to me,<br/>
+Save what is bought; and yet I purchase cheaply,<br/>
+As I do rate your value.
 </p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Is this wynning?<br/>
-Oh all you heavenly powers, where is your mercy?<br/>
-But that your wils have saide it must be so,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+O loved sister,<br/>
+He speaks now of as brave a knight as e’er<br/>
+Did spur a noble steed. Surely the gods<br/>
+Would have him die a bachelor, lest his race<br/>
+Should show i’ th’ world too godlike. His behaviour<br/>
+So charmed me that methought Alcides was<br/>
+To him a sow of lead. If I could praise<br/>
+Each part of him to th’ all I have spoke, your Arcite<br/>
+Did not lose by ’t, for he that was thus good<br/>
+Encountered yet his better. I have heard<br/>
+Two emulous Philomels beat the ear o’ th’ night<br/>
+With their contentious throats, now one the higher,<br/>
+Anon the other, then again the first,<br/>
+And by-and-by out-breasted, that the sense<br/>
+Could not be judge between ’em. So it fared<br/>
+Good space between these kinsmen, till heavens did<br/>
+Make hardly one the winner.—Wear the garland<br/>
+With joy that you have won.—For the subdued,<br/>
+Give them our present justice, since I know<br/>
+Their lives but pinch ’em. Let it here be done.<br/>
+The scene’s not for our seeing. Go we hence<br/>
+Right joyful, with some sorrow.—Arm your prize;<br/>
+I know you will not lose her.—Hippolyta,<br/>
+I see one eye of yours conceives a tear,<br/>
+The which it will deliver.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Flourish.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+Is this winning?<br/>
+O all you heavenly powers, where is your mercy?<br/>
+But that your wills have said it must be so,<br/>
 And charge me live to comfort this unfriended,<br/>
-This miserable Prince, that cuts away<br/>
-A life more worthy from him then all women,<br/>
-I should, and would, die too.<br/>
+This miserable prince, that cuts away<br/>
+A life more worthy from him than all women,<br/>
+I should and would die too.
 </p>
 
-<p>HIPPOLITA.<br/>
-Infinite pitty,<br/>
-That fowre such eies should be so fixd on one<br/>
-That two must needes be blinde fort.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+HIPPOLYTA.<br/>
+Infinite pity<br/>
+That four such eyes should be so fixed on one<br/>
+That two must needs be blind for ’t.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+So it is.
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-So it is.  [Exeunt.]</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Exeunt.</i>]</p>
 
-<h4><b>SCENE 4.  (The same; a Block prepared.)</b></h4>
+<h3><a name="sceneV_38.4"></a><b>SCENE IV. The same; a Block prepared</b></h3>
 
-<p>[Enter Palamon and his Knightes pyniond: Iaylor, Executioner,
- &amp;c.  Gard.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Palamon</span> and his Knights pinioned;
+<span class="charname">Jailer, Executioner</span> and Guard.
+</p>
 
-<p>(PALAMON.)<br/>
-Ther's many a man alive that hath out liv'd<br/>
-The love o'th people; yea, i'th selfesame state<br/>
-Stands many a Father with his childe; some comfort<br/>
-We have by so considering: we expire<br/>
-And not without mens pitty.  To live still,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+There’s many a man alive that hath outlived<br/>
+The love o’ th’ people; yea, i’ th’ selfsame state<br/>
+Stands many a father with his child. Some comfort<br/>
+We have by so considering. We expire,<br/>
+And not without men’s pity; to live still,<br/>
 Have their good wishes; we prevent<br/>
 The loathsome misery of age, beguile<br/>
-The Gowt and Rheume, that in lag howres attend<br/>
-For grey approachers; we come towards the gods<br/>
-Yong and unwapper'd, not halting under Crymes<br/>
-Many and stale: that sure shall please the gods,<br/>
-Sooner than such, to give us Nectar with 'em,<br/>
-For we are more cleare Spirits.  My deare kinesmen,<br/>
-Whose lives (for this poore comfort) are laid downe,<br/>
-You have sould 'em too too cheape.<br/>
+The gout and rheum that in lag hours attend<br/>
+For gray approachers; we come towards the gods<br/>
+Young and unwappered, not halting under crimes<br/>
+Many and stale. That sure shall please the gods<br/>
+Sooner than such, to give us nectar with ’em,<br/>
+For we are more clear spirits. My dear kinsmen,<br/>
+Whose lives for this poor comfort are laid down,<br/>
+You have sold ’em too too cheap.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. KNIGHT.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST KNIGHT.<br/>
 What ending could be<br/>
-Of more content? ore us the victors have<br/>
+Of more content? O’er us the victors have<br/>
 Fortune, whose title is as momentary,<br/>
-As to us death is certaine: A graine of honour<br/>
-They not ore'-weigh us.<br/>
+As to us death is certain. A grain of honour<br/>
+They not o’erweigh us.
 </p>
 
-<p>2. KNIGHT.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND KNIGHT.<br/>
 Let us bid farewell;<br/>
-And with our patience anger tottring Fortune,<br/>
-Who at her certain'st reeles.<br/>
+And with our patience anger tottering Fortune,<br/>
+Who at her certain’st reels.
 </p>
 
-<p>3. KNIGHT.<br/>
-Come; who begins?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+THIRD KNIGHT.<br/>
+Come; who begins?
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Ev'n he that led you to this Banket shall<br/>
-Taste to you all.—Ah ha, my Friend, my Friend,<br/>
-Your gentle daughter gave me freedome once;<br/>
-You'l see't done now for ever: pray, how do'es she?<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+E’en he that led you to this banquet shall<br/>
+Taste to you all.—Ah ha, my friend, my friend,<br/>
+Your gentle daughter gave me freedom once;<br/>
+You’ll see ’t done now for ever. Pray, how does she?<br/>
 I heard she was not well; her kind of ill<br/>
-Gave me some sorrow.<br/>
+Gave me some sorrow.
 </p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-Sir, she's well restor'd,<br/>
-And to be marryed shortly.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+Sir, she’s well restored,<br/>
+And to be married shortly.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 By my short life,<br/>
-I am most glad on't; Tis the latest thing<br/>
-I shall be glad of; pre'thee tell her so:<br/>
-Commend me to her, and to peece her portion,<br/>
-Tender her this.  [Gives purse.]<br/>
+I am most glad on’t. ’Tis the latest thing<br/>
+I shall be glad of; prithee, tell her so.<br/>
+Commend me to her, and, to piece her portion,<br/>
+Tender her this.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. KNIGHT.<br/>
-Nay lets be offerers all.</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Gives him his purse.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>2. KNIGHT.<br/>
-Is it a maide?</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST KNIGHT.<br/>
+Nay let’s be offerers all.
+</p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Verily, I thinke so,<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND KNIGHT.<br/>
+Is it a maid?
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Verily, I think so.<br/>
 A right good creature, more to me deserving<br/>
-Then I can quight or speake of.<br/>
+Then I can ’quite or speak of.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+ALL KNIGHTS.<br/>
+Commend us to her.
 </p>
 
-<p>ALL KNIGHTS.<br/>
-Commend us to her.  [They give their purses.]</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>They give their purses.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>IAILOR.<br/>
-The gods requight you all,<br/>
-And make her thankefull.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+JAILER.<br/>
+The gods requite you all, and make her thankful.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Adiew; and let my life be now as short,<br/>
-As my leave taking.  [Lies on the Blocke.]<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Adieu; and let my life be now as short<br/>
+As my leave-taking.
 </p>
 
-<p>1. KNIGHT.<br/>
-Leade, couragious Cosin.</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>Lays his head on the block.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>2. KNIGHT.<br/>
-Wee'l follow cheerefully.  [A great noise within crying, 'run, save,
-hold!']</p>
+<p class="drama">
+FIRST KNIGHT.<br/>
+Lead, courageous cousin.
+</p>
 
-<p>[Enter in hast a Messenger.]</p>
+<p class="drama">
+SECOND AND THIRD KNIGHT.<br/>
+We’ll follow cheerfully.
+</p>
 
-<p>MESSENGER.<br/>
-Hold, hold!  O hold, hold, hold!</p>
+<p class="right">[<i>A great noise within crying “Run!” “Save!” “Hold!”</i>]</p>
 
-<p>[Enter Pirithous in haste.]</p>
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter in haste a <span class="charname">Messenger</span>.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+MESSENGER.<br/>
+Hold, hold! O hold, hold, hold!
+</p>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Pirithous</span> in haste.
+</p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Hold! hoa!  It is a cursed hast you made,<br/>
-If you have done so quickly.  Noble Palamon,<br/>
-The gods will shew their glory in a life,<br/>
-That thou art yet to leade.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Hold, ho! It is a cursed haste you made<br/>
+If you have done so quickly!—Noble Palamon,<br/>
+The gods will show their glory in a life<br/>
+That thou art yet to lead.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 Can that be,<br/>
-When Venus, I have said, is false?  How doe things fare?<br/>
+When Venus, I have said, is false? How do things fare?
 </p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-Arise, great Sir, and give the tydings eare<br/>
-That are most dearly sweet and bitter.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+Arise, great sir, and give the tidings ear<br/>
+That are most dearly sweet and bitter.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 What<br/>
-Hath wakt us from our dreame?<br/>
+Hath waked us from our dream?
 </p>
 
-<p>PERITHOUS.<br/>
-List then: your Cosen,<br/>
-Mounted upon a Steed that Emily<br/>
-Did first bestow on him, a blacke one, owing<br/>
-Not a hayre worth of white—which some will say<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PIRITHOUS.<br/>
+List, then. Your cousin,<br/>
+Mounted upon a steed that Emily<br/>
+Did first bestow on him, a black one, owing<br/>
+Not a hair-worth of white, which some will say<br/>
 Weakens his price, and many will not buy<br/>
-His goodnesse with this note: Which superstition<br/>
-Heere findes allowance—On this horse is Arcite<br/>
-Trotting the stones of Athens, which the Calkins<br/>
-Did rather tell then trample; for the horse<br/>
-Would make his length a mile, if't pleas'd his Rider<br/>
-To put pride in him: as he thus went counting<br/>
-The flinty pavement, dancing, as t'wer, to'th Musicke<br/>
-His owne hoofes made; (for as they say from iron<br/>
-Came Musickes origen) what envious Flint,<br/>
-Cold as old Saturne, and like him possest<br/>
-With fire malevolent, darted a Sparke,<br/>
-Or what feirce sulphur else, to this end made,<br/>
-I comment not;—the hot horse, hot as fire,<br/>
-Tooke Toy at this, and fell to what disorder<br/>
+His goodness with this note, which superstition<br/>
+Here finds allowance—on this horse is Arcite<br/>
+Trotting the stones of Athens, which the calkins<br/>
+Did rather tell than trample; for the horse<br/>
+Would make his length a mile, if ’t pleased his rider<br/>
+To put pride in him. As he thus went counting<br/>
+The flinty pavement, dancing, as ’twere, to th’ music<br/>
+His own hooves made—for, as they say, from iron<br/>
+Came music’s origin—what envious flint,<br/>
+Cold as old Saturn, and like him possessed<br/>
+With fire malevolent, darted a spark,<br/>
+Or what fierce sulphur else, to this end made,<br/>
+I comment not; the hot horse, hot as fire,<br/>
+Took toy at this and fell to what disorder<br/>
 His power could give his will; bounds, comes on end,<br/>
-Forgets schoole dooing, being therein traind,<br/>
-And of kind mannadge; pig-like he whines<br/>
-At the sharpe Rowell, which he freats at rather<br/>
-Then any jot obaies; seekes all foule meanes<br/>
-Of boystrous and rough Iadrie, to dis-seate<br/>
-His Lord, that kept it bravely: when nought serv'd,<br/>
-When neither Curb would cracke, girth breake nor diffring plunges<br/>
-Dis-roote his Rider whence he grew, but that<br/>
-He kept him tweene his legges, on his hind hoofes on end he stands,<br/>
-That Arcites leggs, being higher then his head,<br/>
-Seem'd with strange art to hand: His victors wreath<br/>
-Even then fell off his head: and presently<br/>
-Backeward the Iade comes ore, and his full poyze<br/>
-Becomes the Riders loade: yet is he living,<br/>
-But such a vessell tis, that floates but for<br/>
-The surge that next approaches: he much desires<br/>
-To have some speech with you: Loe he appeares.<br/>
-</p>
-
-<p>[Enter Theseus, Hipolita, Emilia, Arcite in a chaire.]</p>
-
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
+Forgets school-doing, being therein trained<br/>
+And of kind manage. Pig-like he whines<br/>
+At the sharp rowel, which he frets at rather<br/>
+Than any jot obeys; seeks all foul means<br/>
+Of boist’rous and rough jad’ry to disseat<br/>
+His lord that kept it bravely. When naught served,<br/>
+When neither curb would crack, girth break, nor diff’ring plunges<br/>
+Disroot his rider whence he grew, but that<br/>
+He kept him ’tween his legs, on his hind hoofs<br/>
+On end he stands<br/>
+That Arcite’s legs, being higher than his head,<br/>
+Seemed with strange art to hang. His victor’s wreath<br/>
+Even then fell off his head and presently<br/>
+Backward the jade comes o’er, and his full poise<br/>
+Becomes the rider’s load. Yet is he living,<br/>
+But such a vessel ’tis that floats but for<br/>
+The surge that next approaches. He much desires<br/>
+To have some speech with you. Lo, he appears.
+</p>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Theseus, Hippolyta, Emilia, Arcite</span> in a chair.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
 O miserable end of our alliance!<br/>
-The gods are mightie, Arcite: if thy heart,<br/>
-Thy worthie, manly heart, be yet unbroken,<br/>
-Give me thy last words; I am Palamon,<br/>
-One that yet loves thee dying.<br/>
+The gods are mighty. Arcite, if thy heart,<br/>
+Thy worthy, manly heart, be yet unbroken,<br/>
+Give me thy last words. I am Palamon,<br/>
+One that yet loves thee dying.
 </p>
 
-<p>ARCITE.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+ARCITE.<br/>
 Take Emilia<br/>
-And with her all the worlds joy: Reach thy hand:<br/>
-Farewell: I have told my last houre.  I was false,<br/>
-Yet never treacherous: Forgive me, Cosen:—<br/>
-One kisse from faire Emilia: Tis done:<br/>
-Take her: I die.<br/>
+And with her all the world’s joy. Reach thy hand;<br/>
+Farewell. I have told my last hour. I was false,<br/>
+Yet never treacherous. Forgive me, cousin.<br/>
+One kiss from fair Emilia.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-Thy brave soule seeke Elizium.</p>
+<p class="right">
+[<i><span class="charname">Emilia</span> kisses
+<span class="charname">Arcite</span>.</i>]
+</p>
+<p class="drama">
+’Tis done.<br/>
+Take her. I die.
+</p>
 
-<p>EMILIA.<br/>
-Ile close thine eyes, Prince; blessed soules be with thee!<br/>
-Thou art a right good man, and while I live,<br/>
-This day I give to teares.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+Thy brave soul seek Elysium!
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-And I to honour.</p>
+<p class="right">[<i><span class="charname">Arcite</span> dies.</i>]</p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
-In this place first you fought: ev'n very here<br/>
-I sundred you: acknowledge to the gods<br/>
-Our thankes that you are living.<br/>
-His part is playd, and though it were too short,<br/>
-He did it well: your day is lengthned, and<br/>
-The blissefull dew of heaven do's arowze you.<br/>
-The powerfull Venus well hath grac'd her Altar,<br/>
-And given you your love: Our Master Mars<br/>
-Hath vouch'd his Oracle, and to Arcite gave<br/>
-The grace of the Contention: So the Deities<br/>
-Have shewd due justice: Beare this hence.<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+EMILIA.<br/>
+I’ll close thine eyes, Prince; blessed souls be with thee!<br/>
+Thou art a right good man, and, while I live,<br/>
+This day I give to tears.
 </p>
 
-<p>PALAMON.<br/>
-O Cosen,<br/>
-That we should things desire, which doe cost us<br/>
-The losse of our desire!  That nought could buy<br/>
-Deare love, but losse of deare love!<br/>
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+And I to honour.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
+In this place first you fought; e’en very here<br/>
+I sundered you. Acknowledge to the gods<br/>
+Our thanks that you are living.<br/>
+His part is played, and, though it were too short,<br/>
+He did it well; your day is lengthened, and<br/>
+The blissful dew of heaven does arrouse you.<br/>
+The powerful Venus well hath graced her altar,<br/>
+And given you your love. Our master Mars,<br/>
+Hath vouched his oracle, and to Arcite gave<br/>
+The grace of the contention. So the deities<br/>
+Have showed due justice.—Bear this hence.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+PALAMON.<br/>
+O cousin,<br/>
+That we should things desire, which do cost us<br/>
+The loss of our desire! That naught could buy<br/>
+Dear love, but loss of dear love!
 </p>
 
-<p>THESEUS.<br/>
+<p class="right">[<i><span class="charname">Arcite’s</span> body is carried out.</i>]</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+THESEUS.<br/>
 Never Fortune<br/>
-Did play a subtler Game: The conquerd triumphes,<br/>
-The victor has the Losse: yet in the passage<br/>
-The gods have beene most equall: Palamon,<br/>
-Your kinseman hath confest the right o'th Lady<br/>
-Did lye in you, for you first saw her, and<br/>
-Even then proclaimd your fancie: He restord her<br/>
-As your stolne Iewell, and desir'd your spirit<br/>
-To send him hence forgiven; The gods my justice<br/>
-Take from my hand, and they themselves become<br/>
-The Executioners: Leade your Lady off;<br/>
-And call your Lovers from the stage of death,<br/>
-Whom I adopt my Frinds.  A day or two<br/>
-Let us looke sadly, and give grace unto<br/>
-The Funerall of Arcite; in whose end<br/>
-The visages of Bridegroomes weele put on<br/>
-And smile with Palamon; for whom an houre,<br/>
-But one houre, since, I was as dearely sorry,<br/>
-As glad of Arcite: and am now as glad,<br/>
-As for him sorry.  O you heavenly Charmers,<br/>
-What things you make of us!  For what we lacke<br/>
-We laugh, for what we have, are sorry: still<br/>
-Are children in some kind.  Let us be thankefull<br/>
+Did play a subtler game. The conquered triumphs;<br/>
+The victor has the loss; yet in the passage<br/>
+The gods have been most equal. Palamon,<br/>
+Your kinsman hath confessed the right o’ th’ lady<br/>
+Did lie in you, for you first saw her and<br/>
+Even then proclaimed your fancy. He restored her<br/>
+As your stol’n jewel and desired your spirit<br/>
+To send him hence forgiven. The gods my justice<br/>
+Take from my hand and they themselves become<br/>
+The executioners. Lead your lady off<br/>
+And call your lovers from the stage of death,<br/>
+Whom I adopt my friends. A day or two<br/>
+Let us look sadly, and give grace unto<br/>
+The funeral of Arcite, in whose end<br/>
+The visages of bridegrooms we’ll put on<br/>
+And smile with Palamon; for whom an hour,<br/>
+But one hour since, I was as dearly sorry<br/>
+As glad of Arcite, and am now as glad<br/>
+As for him sorry. O you heavenly charmers,<br/>
+What things you make of us! For what we lack<br/>
+We laugh, for what we have are sorry, still<br/>
+Are children in some kind. Let us be thankful<br/>
 For that which is, and with you leave dispute<br/>
-That are above our question.  Let's goe off,<br/>
-And beare us like the time.  [Florish.  Exeunt.]<br/>
-</p>
-
-<h4>EPILOGUE</h4>
-
-<p>I would now aske ye how ye like the Play,<br/>
-But, as it is with Schoole Boyes, cannot say,<br/>
-I am cruell fearefull: pray, yet stay a while,<br/>
-And let me looke upon ye: No man smile?<br/>
-Then it goes hard, I see; He that has<br/>
-Lov'd a yong hansome wench, then, show his face—<br/>
-Tis strange if none be heere—and if he will<br/>
-Against his Conscience, let him hisse, and kill<br/>
-Our Market: Tis in vaine, I see, to stay yee;<br/>
-Have at the worst can come, then!  Now what say ye?<br/>
+That are above our question. Let’s go off<br/>
+And bear us like the time.
+</p>
+
+<p class="right">[<i>Flourish. Exeunt.</i>]</p>
+
+</div><!--end chapter-->
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2><a name="sceneV_38.5"></a><b>EPILOGUE</b></h2>
+
+<p class="scenedesc">
+Enter <span class="charname">Epilogue</span>.
+</p>
+
+<p class="drama">
+EPILOGUE<br/>
+ I would now ask ye how you like the play,<br/>
+But, as it is with schoolboys, cannot say.<br/>
+I am cruel fearful! Pray yet, stay a while,<br/>
+And let me look upon ye. No man smile?<br/>
+Then it goes hard, I see. He that has<br/>
+Loved a young handsome wench, then, show his face—<br/>
+’Tis strange if none be here—and, if he will,<br/>
+Against his conscience let him hiss, and kill<br/>
+Our market. ’Tis in vain, I see, to stay ye.<br/>
+Have at the worst can come, then! Now what say ye?<br/>
 And yet mistake me not: I am not bold;<br/>
-We have no such cause.  If the tale we have told<br/>
-(For tis no other) any way content ye<br/>
-(For to that honest purpose it was ment ye)<br/>
-We have our end; and ye shall have ere long,<br/>
+We have no such cause. If the tale we have told<br/>
+For ’tis no other—any way content ye—<br/>
+For to that honest purpose it was meant ye—<br/>
+We have our end; and you shall have ere long,<br/>
 I dare say, many a better, to prolong<br/>
-Your old loves to us: we, and all our might<br/>
-Rest at your service.  Gentlemen, good night.  [Florish.]<br/>
+Your old loves to us. We, and all our might,<br/>
+Rest at your service. Gentlemen, good night.
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+<p class="right">[<i>Flourish. Exit.</i>]</p>
+
+<h4>FINIS</h4>
+
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