Love’s Labour’s Lost Act 4 Scene 2 lyrics

SCENE II. The same.

Enter HOLOFERNES, SIR NATHANIEL, and DULL


SIR NATHANIEL
Very reverend sport, truly; and done in the testimony
of a good conscience.

HOLOFERNES
The deer was, as you know, sanguis, in blood; ripe
as the pomewater, who now hangeth like a jewel in
the ear 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.

SIR NATHANIEL
Truly, Master Holofernes, the epithets are sweetly
varied, like a scholar at the least: but, sir, I
assure ye, it was a buck of the first head.

HOLOFERNES
Sir Nathaniel, haud credo.

DULL
'Twas not a haud credo; 'twas a pricket.