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Love's Labour's Lost
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Verse
Boyet Under the cool shade of a sycamore I thought to close mine eyes some half an hour; When, lo! to interrupt my purposed rest, Toward that shade I might behold addrest The king and his companions: warily I stole into a neighbour thicket by, And overheard what you shall overhear, That, by and by, disguised they will be here. Their herald is a pretty knavish page, That well by heart hath conn'd his embassage: Action and accent did they teach him there; 'Thus must thou speak,' and 'thus thy body bear:' And ever and anon they made a doubt Presence majestical would put him out, 'For,' quoth the king, 'an angel shalt thou see; Yet fear not thou, but speak audaciously.' The boy replied, 'An angel is not evil; I should have fear'd her had she been a devil.' With that, all laugh'd and clapp'd him on the shoulder, Making the bold wag by their praises bolder: One rubb'd his elbow thus, and fleer'd and swore A better speech was never spoke before; Another, with his finger and his thumb, Cried, 'Via! we will do't, come what will come;' The third he caper'd, and cried, 'All goes well;' The fourth turn'd on the toe, and down he fell. With that, they all did tumble on the ground, With such a zealous laughter, so profound, That in this spleen ridiculous appears, To cheque their folly, passion's solemn tears. |
Original: Under the cool shade of a sycamore
Modern: In the cool shade underneath a sycamore tree
Original: I thought to close mine eyes some half an hour;
Modern: I planned to close my eyes and rest for about half an hour;
Original: When, lo! to interrupt my purposed rest,
Modern: When suddenly, interrupting the rest I had planned,
Original: Toward that shade I might behold addrest
Modern: I saw approaching that same shady spot
Original: The king and his companions: warily
Modern: The king and his friends: so I cautiously
Original: I stole into a neighbour thicket by,
Modern: I snuck into a nearby cluster of bushes,
Original: And overheard what you shall overhear,
Modern: And I overheard what I’m about to tell you,
Original: That, by and by, disguised they will be here.
Modern: That soon they’ll arrive here in disguise.
Original: Their herald is a pretty knavish page,
Modern: Their messenger is a cute, mischievous young boy,
Original: That well by heart hath conn’d his embassage:
Modern: Who has memorized his message perfectly:
Original: Action and accent did they teach him there;
Modern: They coached him on his gestures and how to speak;
Original: ‘Thus must thou speak,’ and ‘thus thy body bear:’
Modern: “You must speak like this,” and “hold your body this way:”
Original: And ever and anon they made a doubt
Modern: And every so often they worried
Original: Presence majestical would put him out,
Modern: That being in front of someone so impressive would make him forget his lines,
Original: ‘For,’ quoth the king, ‘an angel shalt thou see;
Modern: “Because,” said the king, “you’ll see an angel;
Original: Yet fear not thou, but speak audaciously.’
Modern: But don’t be afraid—speak boldly and confidently.”
Original: The boy replied, ‘An angel is not evil;
Modern: The boy answered, “An angel isn’t evil;
Original: I should have fear’d her had she been a devil.’
Modern: I would have been afraid of her if she were a devil.”
Original: With that, all laugh’d and clapp’d him on the shoulder,
Modern: At that, everyone laughed and patted him on the shoulder,
Original: Making the bold wag by their praises bolder:
Modern: Making the cheeky kid even bolder with their praise:
Original: One rubb’d his elbow thus, and fleer’d and swore
Modern: One nudged him with his elbow like this, and grinned and swore
Original: A better speech was never spoke before;
Modern: That no one had ever given a better speech;
Original: Another, with his finger and his thumb,
Modern: Another one, snapping his fingers,
Original: Cried, ‘Via! we will do’t, come what will come;’
Modern: Shouted, “Let’s go! We’ll do this, no matter what happens!”
Original: The third he caper’d, and cried, ‘All goes well;’
Modern: The third one jumped around and yelled, “Everything’s going great!”
Original: The fourth turn’d on the toe, and down he fell.
Modern: The fourth one spun around on his toes and fell down.
Original: With that, they all did tumble on the ground,
Modern: At that, they all collapsed onto the ground,
Original: With such a zealous laughter, so profound,
Modern: With such enthusiastic laughter, so deep and intense,
Original: That in this spleen ridiculous appears,
Modern: That in this burst of silly mood it seems,
Original: To cheque their folly, passion’s solemn tears.
Modern: Their foolish behavior could be stopped only by serious, emotional tears.
In Act V, Scene 2 of “Love’s Labour’s Lost,” the Princess of France and her ladies await the arrival of the King of Navarre and his lords, who are planning to visit them disguised as Muscovites. Boyet has warned the women of the men’s approach and their intended masquerade, so the Princess and her ladies devise a counter-strategy: they will mask themselves and exchange identifying tokens so that each man will woo the wrong woman. When the disguised men arrive with Blackamoors and music, they attempt to engage the masked ladies in courtship and dancing, but the women deliberately confuse them by speaking minimally and refusing to cooperate with their romantic overtures. After a brief and awkward encounter, the frustrated men withdraw, their entertainment having failed completely.
Once the men depart, the ladies unmask and mock their suitors’ failed attempt at wooing. The King and his lords soon return in their own identities, pretending they have just arrived and know nothing of the earlier Muscovite visit. The women pretend to believe them while slyly mocking their previous disguised performance, describing the “Muscovites” as tedious and foolish visitors. The men gradually realize they have been exposed and made fools of, and eventually confess their love openly, abandoning pretense. However, their romantic declarations are interrupted by the arrival of Monsieur Marcade, who brings grave news: the Princess’s father, the King of France, has died. This announcement immediately transforms the mood of the scene from playful comedy to somber reality, and the Princess prepares to depart immediately for France.
“Love’s Labour’s Lost” opens with Ferdinand, the King of Navarre, and his three courtiers—Berowne, Longaville, and Dumain—taking a solemn oath to dedicate three years to scholarly pursuits while forswearing the company of women, fasting, and sleeping only three hours per night. Their noble intentions are immediately complicated by the arrival of the Princess of France and her three attending ladies—Rosaline, Maria, and Katharine—who come on a diplomatic mission regarding Aquitaine. Despite their vows, all four men quickly fall in love with the visiting ladies, though they initially attempt to hide their feelings from one another.
The romantic complications intensify when each man tries to secretly woo his chosen lady while believing himself to be the only oath-breaker. Comic relief is provided by a cast of eccentric characters including Don Armado, a bombastic Spanish knight who loves the country wench Jaquenetta; Costard, a simple clown; and the pedantic schoolmaster Holofernes. The ladies, aware of the men’s affections, decide to test their suitors’ sincerity by disguising themselves at a masque, leading to a delightful scene of mistaken identities where each man woos the wrong woman.
The play builds toward what seems like a conventional comic resolution with multiple betrothals, but Shakespeare subverts expectations in the final act. News arrives that the Princess’s father, the King of France, has died, casting a somber shadow over the festivities. The ladies impose a year-long trial on their suitors—the men must prove their love’s constancy through a period of good works and patient waiting. The play concludes unusually for a Shakespearean comedy, with promises of future union rather than immediate marriages, ending with the famous songs of Spring and Winter that celebrate the eternal cycle of seasons and human nature.