[176] A man of fire-new words, fashion’s own knight.
Long. Costard the swain and he shall be our sport;
[178] And, so to study, three years is but short.
Enter Dull with a letter, and Costard.
[179] Dull. Which is the Duke’s own person?
180 Biron. This, fellow: what wouldst?
Dull. I myself reprehend his own person, for I am his [182] Grace’s tharborough: but I would see his own person in flesh and blood.
Biron. This is he.
185 Dull. Signior Arme—Arme—commends you. There’s villany abroad: this letter will tell you more.
Cost. Sir, the contempts thereof are as touching me.