01ACT II

02SCENE I. The King of Navarre’s park. A pavilion and tents at a distance

03Enter the Princess of France, with three attending Ladies: Rosaline, Maria, Katharine and three Lords: Boyet, and two others.

04BOYET.

05Now, madam, summon up your dearest spirits.

06Consider who the King your father sends,

07To whom he sends, and what’s his embassy.

08Yourself, held precious in the world’s esteem,

09To parley with the sole inheritor

10Of all perfections that a man may owe,

11Matchless Navarre; the plea of no less weight

12Than Aquitaine, a dowry for a queen.

13Be now as prodigal of all dear grace

14As Nature was in making graces dear

15When she did starve the general world beside

16And prodigally gave them all to you.

17PRINCESS.

18Good Lord Boyet, my beauty, though but mean,

19Needs not the painted flourish of your praise.

20Beauty is bought by judgement of the eye,

21Not uttered by base sale of chapmen’s tongues.

22I am less proud to hear you tell my worth

23Than you much willing to be counted wise

24In spending your wit in the praise of mine.