Loues Labour's Lost

By Shakespeare, William

Book Id: WPLBN0000701601
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Title:	Loues Labour's Lost
Author:	Shakespeare, William
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Language:	English
Subject:	Literature, Literature & thought, Literature & drama
Collections:	Classic Literature Collection, DjVu Editions Classic Literature
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Publisher:	Djvu Editions Classic Literature


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Excerpt
Excerpt: Loves Labour?s Lost; Actus Primus -- Enter Ferdinand King of Navarre, Berowne, Longavill, and Dumane. Ferdinand. Let Fame, that all hunt after in their lives, Live registred upon our brazen Tombes, And then grace us in the disgrace of death: when spight of cormorant devouring Time, Th? endevour of this present breath may buy: That honour which shall bate his sythes keene edge, And make us heyres of all eternitie. Therefore brave Conquerours, for so you are, That warre against your owne affections, And the huge Armie of the worlds desires. Our late edict shall strongly stand in force, Navar shall be the wonder of the world. Our Court shall be a little Achademe, Still and contemplative in living Art. You three, Berowne, Dumaine, and Longavill, Have sworne for three yeeres terme, to live with me: My fellow Schollers, and to keepe those statutes That are recorded in this scedule heere. Your oathes are past, and now subscribe your names: That his owne hand may strike his honour downe, That violates the smallest branch heerein: If you are arm?d to doe, as sworne to do, Subscribe to your deepe oathes, and keepe it to. Longavill. I am resolv?d, ?tis but a three yeeres fast: The minde shall banquet, though the body pine, Fat paunches have leane pates: and dainty bits, Make rich the ribs, but bankerout the wits. Dumane. My loving Lord, Dumane is mortified, The grosser manner of these worlds delights, He throwes upon the grosse worlds baser slaves: To love, to wealth, to pompe, I pine and die, With all these living in Philosophie. Berowne. I can but say their protestation over, So much, deare Liege, I have already sworne, That is, to live and study heere three yeeres.

Table of Contents
Table of Contents: Loues Labour?s lost, 1 -- Actus primus., 1 -- Finis Actus Primus., 11 -- Actus Secunda., 12 -- Actus Tertius., 18 -- Actus Quartus., 22 -- Actus Quartus., 39