William Shakespeare - Ultimate Collection: Complete Plays & Poetry in One Volume. William Shakespeare

And I was ta’en for him, and he for me,

       And thereupon these errors are arose.

       ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS.

       These ducats pawn I for my father here.

       DUKE.

       It shall not need; thy father hath his life.

       COURTEZAN.

       Sir, I must have that diamond from you.

       ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS.

       There, take it; and much thanks for my good cheer.

       ABBESS.

       Renowned duke, vouchsafe to take the pains

       To go with us into the abbey here,

       And hear at large discoursed all our fortunes:—

       And all that are assembled in this place,

       That by this sympathized one day’s error

       Have suffer’d wrong, go, keep us company,

       And we shall make full satisfaction—

       Twenty-five years have I but gone in travail

       Of you, my sons; nor till this present hour

       My heavy burdens are delivered:—

       The duke, my husband, and my children both,

       And you the calendars of their nativity,

       Go to a gossips’ feast, and go with me;

       After so long grief, such nativity!

       DUKE.

       With all my heart, I’ll gossip at this feast.

       [Exeunt DUKE, ABBESS, AEGEON, Courtezan, Merchant, ANGELO, and

       Attendants.]

       DROMIO OF SYRACUSE.

       Master, shall I fetch your stuff from shipboard?

       ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS.

       Dromio, what stuff of mine hast thou embark’d?

       DROMIO OF SYRACUSE.

       Your goods that lay at host, sir, in the Centaur.

       ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE.

       He speaks to me; I am your master, Dromio:

       Come, go with us: we’ll look to that anon:

       Embrace thy brother there; rejoice with him.

       [Exeunt ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE and ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS,

       ADRIANA, and LUCIANA.]

       DROMIO OF SYRACUSE.

       There is a fat friend at your master’s house,

       That kitchen’d me for you to-day at dinner:

       She now shall be my sister, not my wife.

       DROMIO OF EPHESUS.

       Methinks you are my glass, and not my brother:

       I see by you I am a sweet-faced youth.

       Will you walk in to see their gossiping?

       DROMIO OF SYRACUSE.

       Not I, sir; you are my elder.

       DROMIO OF EPHESUS.

       That’s a question; how shall we try it?

       DROMIO OF SYRACUSE.

       We’ll draw cuts for the senior: till then, lead thou first.

       DROMIO OF EPHESUS.

       Nay, then, thus:

       We came into the world like brother and brother:

       And now let’s go hand in hand, not one before another.

       [Exeunt.]

       THE END

      LOVE’S LABOUR’S LOST

       Table of Contents

      By William Shakespeare

       Dramatis Personae.

       FERDINAND, King of Navarre

       BEROWNE, Lord attending on the King

       LONGAVILLE, Lord attending on the King

       DUMAINE, Lord attending on the King

       BOYET, Lord attending on the Princess of France

       MARCADE, Lord attending on the Princess of France

       DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO, a fantastical Spaniard

       SIR NATHANIEL, a Curate

       HOLOFERNES, a Schoolmaster

       DULL, a Constable

       COSTARD, a Clown

       MOTH, Page to Armado

       A FORESTER

       THE PRINCESS OF FRANCE

       ROSALINE, Lady attending on the Princess

       MARIA, Lady attending on the Princess

       KATHARINE, Lady attending on the Princess

       JAQUENETTA, a country wench

       Officers and Others, Attendants on the King and Princess.

       SCENE: Navarre

       ACT I.

      SCENE I. The King of Navarre’s park

       [Enter the King, BEROWNE, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN.]

       KING.

       Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives,

       Live regist’red upon our brazen tombs,

       And then grace us in the disgrace of death;

       When, spite of cormorant devouring Time,

       The endeavour of this present breath may buy

       That honour which shall bate his scythe’s keen edge,

       And make us heirs of all eternity.

       Therefore, brave conquerors—for so you are

       That war against your own affections

       And the huge army of the world’s desires—

       Our late edict shall strongly stand in force:

       Navarre shall be the wonder of the world;

       Our court shall be a little academe,

       Still and contemplative in living art.

       You three, Berowne, Dumain, and Longaville,

       Have sworn for three years’ term to live with me,

       My fellow-scholars, and to keep those statutes

       That are recorded in this schedule here:

       Your oaths are pass’d; and now subscribe your names,

       That his own hand may strike his honour down

       That violates the smallest branch herein.

       If you are arm’d to do as sworn to do,

       Subscribe to your deep oaths, and keep it too.

       LONGAVILLE.

       I am resolv’d; ‘tis but a three years’ fast:

       The mind shall banquet, though the body pine:

       Fat paunches have lean pates; and dainty bits

       Make rich the ribs, but bankrupt quite the wits.

       DUMAINE.

       My loving lord, Dumain is mortified:

       The grosser manner of these world’s delights

       He throws upon the gross world’s baser slaves;

       To love, to wealth, to pomp, I pine and die,