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Love's Labour's Lost, V. ii

King. Upon mine honour, no.

Prin. Peace! peace! forbear; 440
Your oath once broke, you force not to forswear.

King. Despise me, when I break this oath of mine.

Prin. I will; and therefore keep it. Rosaline,
What did the Russian whisper in your ear? 444

Ros. Madam, he swore that he did hold me dear
As precious eyesight, and did value me
Above this world; adding thereto, moreover,
That he would wed me, or else die my lover. 448

Prin. God give thee joy of him! the noble lord
Most honourably doth uphold his word.

King. What mean you, madam? by my life, my troth,
I never swore this lady such an oath. 452

Ros. By heaven you did; and to confirm it plain,
You gave me this: but take it, sir, again.

King. My faith and this the princess I did give:
I knew her by this jewel on her sleeve. 456

Prin. Pardon me, sir, this jewel did she wear;
And Lord Berowne, I thank him, is my dear.
What, will you have me, or your pearl again?

Ber. Neither of either; I remit both twain. 460
I see the trick on 't: here was a consent,
Knowing aforehand of our merriment,
To dash it like a Christmas comedy.
Some carry-tale, some please-man, some slight zany, 464
Some mumble-news, some trencher-knight, some Dick,
That smiles his cheek in years, and knows the trick
To make my lady laugh when she's dispos'd,

441 force not: i.e. find it easy
461 consent: conspiracy
463 Christmas comedy: absurd burlesque
464 please-man: flatterer
zany: clown
465 trencher-knight: serving-man, parasite
466 years: i.e. wrinkles, such as belong to years