[137] Armado o’ th’ one side,—O, a most dainty man!
To see him walk before a lady and to bear her fan!
[139] To see him kiss his hand! and how most sweetly a’ will swear!
[140] And his page o’ t’ other side, that handful of wit!
[141] Ah, heavens, it is a most pathetical nit!
[142] Sola, sola! [Shout-within. [Exit Costard, running.
Scene II. The same.
LLL IV. 2 Enter Holofernes, Sir Nathaniel, and Dull.
Nath. Very reverend sport, truly; and done in the testimony of a good conscience.
[003] Hol. The deer was, as you know, sanguis, in blood; ripe [004] as the pomewater, who now hangeth like a jewel in the ear 005 of caelo, the sky, the welkin, the heaven; and anon falleth like a crab on the face of terra, the soil, the land, the earth.