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Shakespeare, William

"Loves Labours Lost"


PRINCESS God bless my ladies! are they all in love,
That every one her own hath garnished
With such bedecking ornaments of praise?
First Lord Here comes Boyet.
[Re-enter BOYET]
PRINCESS Now, what admittance, lord?
BOYET Navarre had notice of your fair approach;
And he and his competitors in oath
Were all address'd to meet you, gentle lady,
Before I came. Marry, thus much I have learnt:
He rather means to lodge you in the field,
Like one that comes here to besiege his court,
Than seek a dispensation for his oath,
To let you enter his unpeopled house.
Here comes Navarre.
[Enter FERDINAND, LONGAVILLE, DUMAIN, BIRON, and
Attendants]
FERDINAND Fair princess, welcome to the court of Navarre.
PRINCESS 'Fair' I give you back again; and 'welcome' I have
not yet: the roof of this court is too high to be
yours; and welcome to the wide fields too base to be mine.
FERDINAND You shall be welcome, madam, to my court.
PRINCESS I will be welcome, then: conduct me thither.
FERDINAND Hear me, dear lady; I have sworn an oath.
PRINCESS Our Lady help my lord! he'll be forsworn.
FERDINAND Not for the world, fair madam, by my will.
PRINCESS Why, will shall break it; will and nothing else.


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