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Love's Labour's Lost, IV. iii King. 'Twere good yours did; for, sir, to tell you plain,

I'll find a fairer face not wash'd to-day.

Ber. I'll prove her fair, or talk till doomsday here.

King. No devil will fright thee then so much as she.

Dum. I never knew man hold vile stuff so dear.

Long. Look, here's thy love: [Showing his shoe.] my foot and her face see.

Ber. O, if the streets were paved with thine eyes,

Her feet were much too dainty for such tread.

Dum. O vile! then, as she goes, what upward lies

The street should see as she walk'd overhead.

King. But what of this? Are we not all in love?

Ber. Nothing so sure; and thereby all forsworn.

King. Then leave this chat; and good Berowne, now prove

Our loving lawful, and our faith not torn.

Dum. Ay, marry, there; some flattery for this evil.

Long. O some authority how to proceed;

Some tricks, some quillets, how to cheat the devil.

Dum. Some salve for perjury.

Ber. O, 'tis more than need.

Have at you, then, affection's men-at-arms!

Consider what you first did swear unto:

To fast, to study, and to see no woman;

Flat treason 'gainst the kingly state of youth.

Say, can you fast? your stomachs are too young,

And abstinence engenders maladies.

And where that you have vow'd to study, lords,

In that each of you hath forsworn his book,

Can you still dream and pore and thereon look?

 275 then: i.e. at doomsday

288 quillets: quibbles

290 affection's: love's

297 In that: in as much as

book: ''true book, i.e. woman's face or eyes; cf. line 319''

