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Love’s Labour’s Lost Act 4 Scene 1 - William Shakespeare
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Love’s Labour’s Lost Act 4 Scene 1 William Shakespeare

Love’s Labour’s Lost Act 4 Scene 1 - William Shakespeare
SCENE I. The same.

Enter the PRINCESS, and her train, a Forester, BOYET, ROSALINE, MARIA, and KATHARINE


PRINCESS
Was that the king, that spurred his horse so hard
Against the steep uprising of the hill?

BOYET
I know not; but I think it was not he.

PRINCESS
Whoe'er a' was, a' show'd a mounting mind.
Well, lords, to-day we shall have our dispatch:
On Saturday we will return to France.
Then, forester, my friend, where is the bush
That we must stand and play the murderer in?

FORESTER
Hereby, upon the edge of yonder coppice;
A stand where you may make the fairest shoot.

PRINCESS
I thank my beauty, I am fair that shoot,
And thereupon thou speak'st the fairest shoot.
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