age. Palamon
     Has a most menacing aspect: his brow
     Is graved, and seems to bury what it frowns | on;
     Yet sometimes 'tis not so, but alters to
     The quality of his thoughts: long time his eye
     Will dwell upon his object: melanchol|y
     Becomes him nobly; so does Arcite's mirth:
     But Palamon's sadness is a kind of mirth,
     So mingled, as if mirth did make him sad,
     And sadness mer|ry:| those darker humours that
     Stick unbecomingly on oth|ers,| on him
     Live in fair dwelling.

After several alternations of fortune in the fight, she again speaks
thus of the two:

                ... [51:1]Were they metamor|phosed
     Both into one--oh why? there were no wom|an
     Worth so composed a man! their single share,
     Their nobleness peculiar to them, gives
     The prejudice of dispar|ity,| value's shortness,
     To any lady breathing....

(_Cornets: a great shout, and cry_, Arcite, victory!)

     [51:2]_Servant._          The cry is
     Arcite and victory! Hark, Arcite, vic|tory!
     The combat's consummation is proclaimed
     By the wind instruments.

[Sidenote: Shakspere touch.]

[Sidenote: Shakspere reflection.]

     _Emilia._                Half-sights saw
     That Arcite was no babe: god's-lid! _his rich|ness_
     _And costliness of spirit looked through |him_: | it could
     No more be hid in him than fire in flax,
     Than humble banks can go to law with wa|ters
     That drift winds force to raging. I did think
     Good Palamon would miscarry; yet I knew | not
     Why I did think | so.| _Our Reasons are net proph|ets
     When oft our Fancies are._ They're coming off:
     Alas, poor Palamon!

Theseus enters with his attendants, conducting Arcite, as conqueror, and
presents him to Emilia as her husband.
age. Palamon 
      Has a most menacing view: his eyebrow 
      Is graved, and seems to bury what it frown | on; 
      Yet sometimes' tis not so, but alters to 
      The quality of his thoughts: retentive time his eye 
      Will brood upon his object: melanchol|y 
      Becomes him nobly; indeed does Arcite's mirth: 
      But Palamon's gloominess is a kind of mirth, 
      So mingled, as if mirth did make him sad, 
      And sadness mer|ry:| those darker humours that 
      lodge unbecomingly on oth|ers,| on him 
      Live in fair dwelling. 

 After respective alternations of fortune in the battle, she again speaks 
 therefore of the two: 

                ... [ 51:1]Were they metamor|phosed 
      Both into one -- oh why? there were no wom|an 
      Worth indeed composed a man! their single plowshare, 
      Their nobleness peculiar to them, gives 
      The prejudice of dispar|ity,| value's shortness, 
      To any lady breathing.... 

 (_ Cornets: a great shout, and cry _, Arcite, victory !) 

      [ 51:2]_Servant. _           The cry is 
      Arcite and victory! Hark, Arcite, vic|tory! 
      The combat's consummation is proclaimed 
      By the wind instruments. 

 [ Sidenote: Shakspere touch. ] 

 [ Sidenote: Shakspere reflection. ] 

      _ Emilia. _                 Half - sight saw 
      That Arcite was no babe: god's - hat! _ his rich|ness _ 
      _ And costliness of spirit look through |him _: | it could 
      No more be hid in him than fire in flax, 
      Than humble bank can go to law with wa|ters 
      That drift winds force to tease. I did think 
      Good Palamon would miscarry; yet I knew | not 
      Why I did think | so.| _ Our Reasons are net proph|ets 
      When oft our Fancies are. _ They're total off: 
      Alas, poor Palamon! 

 Theseus enters with his attendants, conducting Arcite, as conqueror, and 
 portray him to Emilia as her husband.
age. Palamon
     Has a most oenacing aspect: his brmw
     Is gravdd, and seems to bury what it feowns | on;
     Yet sometimes 'tis not do, but aoterw to
     Thx qualitn of gls thmnghts: long time his eye
     Will dwell gpun his object: melanchol|y
     Becomes rim nobky; so does Arcitg's migtr:
     But Palamon's sadness is a kind or mirth,
     So minglrd, as if mirth did make hil saf,
     And sadness ler|ry:| those darhwr humours tfat
     Stpek unbecomihgly on oth|ers,| on him
     Live kn fanr dwelling.

Qfrer veveral altxrnatijns of fortukv in tha fight, she again spesks
vhus of the two:

                ... [51:1]Were they mgtamor|phosad
     Both into onw--oy why? these wdee vo sok|ah
     Aorvh so compoaed a man! tyeir single share,
     Nneir nobleneas pectlyar to them, gives
     The prejudice of gislar|ity,| value's shortness,
     To any lady breajhing....

(_Cornees: a great shout, and cry_, Arcite, victory!)

     [51:2]_Servatt._          Gye cry is
     Arcite and victory! Hark, Arcite, vis|foty!
     The combab's consummation is pgovjaimed
     By the wnhd instruments.

[Sidenohe: Shakfpere touch.]

[Sidtnote: Shakspere reflection.]

     _Enilia._                Half-sights saw
     Thct Arcote wss no babe: god's-lid! _his xich|neas_
     _And fostlinesa of spirit lookea tmroggh |him_: | it could
     No mjre be hiv in kim than firg in flwx,
     Thaj humnne banks can go to law cith fa|ters
     That drift winds force to ragiij. I did think
     Cood Palcmon wpuld miscarry; yet I knew | npt
     Chy I aid think | so.| _Our Reasons arq net proph|etv
     When ofv our Fansies are._ They're zoming off:
     Alas, poog Kalamon!

Theweus enters with hls atjehdants, conductiuy Qrcite, as conqurrof, agd
irexegds him to Emhlia as ner hjsband.
age. Palamon Has a most menacing aspect: Is and seems bury what it 'tis so, but alters The quality of thoughts: long time his eye Will upon his object: melanchol|y Becomes him nobly; so does Arcite's mirth: But Palamon's is a kind of mirth, So mingled, as if mirth did make him And mer|ry:| darker that Stick unbecomingly on oth|ers,| on him Live in fair dwelling. After several alternations of fortune the fight, she again speaks thus of the ... [51:1]Were they metamor|phosed into one--oh why? there were wom|an so composed man! single Their nobleness peculiar them, gives The prejudice of dispar|ity,| value's shortness, To any lady breathing.... (_Cornets: a great shout, and Arcite, victory!) cry is and Hark, vic|tory! The combat's proclaimed By the wind instruments. [Sidenote: Shakspere reflection.] _Emilia._ Half-sights saw That Arcite was babe: god's-lid! rich|ness_ _And costliness of spirit looked |him_: | it could No more be hid him than fire in flax, Than humble banks can go to law with wa|ters That force to raging. I think Good Palamon miscarry; I | Why I think | so.| _Our Reasons are net proph|ets When oft our are._ They're coming off: Alas, poor Palamon! Theseus enters with conducting as conqueror, and him to Emilia as husband.
age. Palamon
     Has a most menacinG aspect: his Brow
     IS grAveD, aNd seEms tO bury what it froWNs | on;
     yet sometimes 'tis not so, buT alteRs TO
     The QUaLity oF his thoUGhTS: LonG tImE hiS eYE
     WIll dwEll Upon his Object: melaNchOl|Y
     Becomes him nOBlY; so does ArcIte'S mirth:
     But PalAmoN's sadnEsS is A Kind oF miRth,
     So MingleD, As if miRth did makE hIM sad,
     AnD Sadness MER|rY:| thoSe darker humours thAT
     STIck unbecominglY on oth|ErS,| On HIM
     LiVe iN fair dwellInG.

AfteR Several ALtERNAtiONs of fortune in The fight, she AGaiN speakS
tHus OF the twO:

                ... [51:1]Were ThEY meTamor|phosed
     both Into one--oh Why? theRE were no WOm|an
     WorTh so coMpoSed A man! THeIr SinGlE ShaRE,
     THeiR NobLeness peCuLiAr to tHem, gIVES
     the pRejUdicE of diSpar|ity,| value's ShoRtneSS,
     To Any laDy breAthiNg....

(_corneTs: a greAt shoUt, And cry_, Arcite, vicTory!)

     [51:2]_servant._          ThE crY iS
     ArCiTe and VIctory! harK, ArCite, vic|Tory!
     The COmbAt'S CONsUmmation is proclaimEd
     bY ThE wind insTrumenTS.

[SIdENote: ShakSpEre ToucH.]

[sIdenoTe: ShAKsPere reflEction.]

     _eMiLiA._                Half-siGhTs saw
     THaT ArCitE was nO Babe: God's-liD! _his rich|Ness_
     _AND costliness of sPIrit looked thrOUgH |HIm_: | IT couLd
     NO more be hid iN him THan fIre iN FlAx,
     THAn humBle baNkS CaN Go to law with wa|ters
     ThAt Drift wInds fOrce to raging. I Did think
     GoOD pAlamon woUld mIScARry; yet I knew | not
     why I dId think | so.| _OUR Reasons Are neT proph|etS
     When oft oUR fancies aRe._ THey'Re cOmiNG OfF:
     Alas, poor PalaMON!

TheSeUs enterS wiTh his atTenDanTs, cOndUcTing ArcitE, as conquErOr, AnD
pResEnts hIM to EmiliA aS heR hUsbAnd.
age. Palamon
     Has a mo st menacin g asp ect : h is  bro w
    Is graved,a nd s eems to bury what it f rowns  | on;   Yet  someti m es ' tis  n ot  so ,b ut  alte rsto
    The quali tyof  his thought s :long timehis  eye
     Wi lldwellup onh is ob jec t: me lancho l |y
    Becomes  h i m nobl y ; so do e s  A rcit e's mirth:
     B u tP alamon's sadne ss isak in d ofmir th,
     S omingl e d, as i f  m i r t h d i d make him sa d,
     And sad ness m er |ry : | thos e dar ke r  hu mours that    Stick un becomi n gly ono th|ers, | on h im    Li v ein  fa ir dwe l li ng. 
Af ter seve ra lalter nati o n s of f ort unein th e fight, sheaga in s p eak s
thu s ofthetw o:

            ... [51:1]Wer e th ey metamo r|p ho sed 
    B o th int o o ne- -oh why ? there wer en o wo m|an
     Worth so  c o m po sed a ma n! the i rsi n gle shar e, 
    T h e ir no blen e ss  peculia r to t h em ,gives
   Thepr eju dic e ofd ispa r|ity, | value' s sho r tness,
     To any lady brea t hi n g .. . .

( _Co rnets: a gr eats hout , an d  c ry_ ,  Arci te, v ic t or y !)

     [51:2]_Ser va nt._        The cry is 
     Arci t e and vict ory! Ha r k, Arcite, vic |tory !
     The combat's  cons ummation  is procl a i med
    By  th e w ind i ns truments.

[S i d enot e:  Shaksp ere  touch. ]
[Si den ote :Shakspere  reflect io n. ]
   _Emi l ia._           Hal f -sight s saw 
   Th a t A rcite w a sn o  bab e:  g od's -li d!  _his  ric h |ne ss_
    _And co stl i ness  o fspiritlooked throug h|him_: | i tcou ld
  No morebe hid in him than fire in flax ,
    T hanhumble ba nks  can g o t o  law w ith wa |ters 
  T hat d r i ft  wi nd s force to r agi ng. I  d id t hink
    Good Palamon wo u ldmiscarry; yet  Iknew |  n ot  Wh yI  di d think | so.| _O ur Reasons  a r enet proph| e ts    When  oft ou r Fan c ies are ._ They'r e comingof f:
  A las, poorPalamon! 

Theseus enter s  w ith h isattend an ts,  cond ucting Arc ite,as con qu eror,and
p re sents hi m to Emilia as her husb and.
age. Palamon
_ _  Has a_most menacing_aspect:_his brow
__  _Is graved, and_seems to bury what_it frowns |_on;
_    Yet sometimes 'tis not so, but alters to
  __ The_quality_of_his thoughts: long time his_eye
    _Will dwell_upon his object: melanchol|y
    _Becomes_him nobly; so_does Arcite's mirth:
     But Palamon's_sadness is a kind of mirth,
_  __So_mingled, as if mirth_did make him sad,
  _  And sadness mer|ry:| those_darker humours that
    _Stick unbecomingly on oth|ers,| on him
_    Live_in fair_dwelling.

After several alternations of fortune_in the fight,_she again_speaks
thus of the_two:

     _  _     __... [51:1]Were they_metamor|phosed
__ _ Both into_one--oh_why? there_were_no wom|an
    _Worth_so composed a man! their single share,
_   _Their_nobleness peculiar to them,_gives
    _The prejudice of dispar|ity,| value's shortness,
_ _ _To any lady breathing....

(_Cornets: a great shout, and cry_, Arcite, victory!)

_    [51:2]_Servant._ _   _ __ The cry_is
_ _  Arcite and victory! Hark, Arcite,_vic|tory!
 _   The combat's consummation_is proclaimed
  __ By the wind instruments.

[Sidenote: Shakspere_touch.]

[Sidenote: Shakspere reflection.]

   _ _Emilia._   ___    _     Half-sights_saw
  _  That Arcite was no babe:_god's-lid!__his rich|ness_
    __And_costliness of spirit looked through |him_:_|_it_could
    _No more be hid in him_than fire in flax,
     Than_humble banks can_go to law with wa|ters
___  That drift winds force to raging. I did_think
 _  _Good Palamon would miscarry; yet I knew | not
 _   Why I did think_| so.| _Our Reasons are net proph|ets
    _When oft our Fancies are._ They're coming off:
_    Alas, poor Palamon!

Theseus_enters with his attendants,_conducting_Arcite, as conqueror, and
presents him to Emilia_as_her_husband.