[379] Biron. Allons! allons! Sow’d cockle reap’d no corn;
380 And justice always whirls in equal measure:
Light wenches may prove plagues to men forsworn;
If so, our copper buys no better treasure. [Exeunt.
[000] ACT V.
Scene I. The same.
LLL V. 1 Enter Holofernes, Sir Nathaniel, and Dull.
[001] Hol. Satis quod sufficit.
[002] Nath. I praise God for you, sir: your reasons at dinner have been sharp and sententious; pleasant without scurrility, [004] witty without affection, audacious without impudency, learned 005 without opinion, and strange without heresy. I did converse this quondam day with a companion of the king’s, who is intituled, nominated, or called, Don Adriano de Armado.
[008] Hol. Novi hominem tanquam te: his humour is lofty, his discourse peremptory, his tongue filed, his eye ambitious, 010 his gait majestical, and his general behaviour vain, ridiculous, [011] and thrasonical. He is too picked, too spruce, too affected, too odd, as it were, too peregrinate, as I may call it.