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COST ARD
Be to me and every man that dares not fight.
KING
No words!
COST ARD
Of other men’s secrets, I beseech you. [225]
KING
So it is, besieged with sable-coloured melancholy, I did commend the black
oppressing humour to the most wholesome physic of thy health-giving air;
and, as I am a gentleman, betook myself to walk. The time when? About
the sixth hour; when beasts most graze, birds best peck, and [230] men sit
down to that nourishment which is called supper. So much for the time
when. Now for the ground which - which, I mean, I walked upon. It is
yclept thy park. Then for the place where - where, I mean, I did encounter
that obscene and most preposterous event that draweth from my [235]
snow-white pen the ebon-coloured ink which here thou viewest, beholdest,
surveyest, or seest. But to the place where. It standeth north-north-east
and by east from the west corner of thy curious-knotted garden. There did
I see that low-spirited swain, that base minnow of thy mirth - [240]
COST ARD
Me?
KING
That unlettered small-knowing soul -
COST ARD
Me?
KING
That shallow vassal -
COST ARD
Still me? [245]
KING
Which, as I remember, hight Costard -
