I HAVE not hitherto discovered any novel on which this comedy appears to have been founded; and yet the story of it has most of the features of an ancient romance. STEEVENS.

I suspect that there is an error in the title of this play, which I believe, should be-"Love's Labours Lost." M. MASON.

Love's Labour's Lost, I conjecture to have been written in 1594. MALONE.

I HAVE not hitherto discovered any novel on which this comedy appears to have been founded; and yet the story of it has most of the features of an ancient romance. STEEVENS.

I suspect that there is an error in the title of this play, which I believe, should be—“ Love's Labours Lost." M. MASON.

Love's Labour's Lost, I conjecture to have been written in 1594. MALONE.

BOYET, } Lords, attending on the Princess of France.

MERCADE,

Don ADRIANO DE ARMADO, a fantastical Spaniard.
Sir NATHANIEL, a Curate.

HOLOFERNES, a Schoolmaster.
-DULL, a Constable.

COSTARD, a Clown.

MOTн, Page to Armado.

Officers and others, Attendants on the King and Princess.

SCENE, NAVARRE.

1 This enumeration of persons was made by Mr. Rowe. JOHNSon.

LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST.

ACT I.

SCENE I.-Navarre. A Park, with a Palace in it.

Enter the King, BIRON, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN.

King:

LET fame, that all hunt after in their lives,
Live register'd upon our brazen tombs,
And then grace us in the disgrace of death;
When, spite of cormorant devouring time,
The endeavour of this present breath may buy

That honour, which shall bate his scythe's keen edge,
And make us heirs of all eternity.

Therefore, brave conquerors ! -for so you are,
That war against your own affections,

And the huge army of the world's desires, —

Our late edict shall strongly stand in force:
Navarre shall be the wonder of the world;
Our court shall be a little Academe,
Still and contemplative in living art.

You three, Birón, Dumain, and Longaville,
Have sworn for three years' term to live with me,
My fellow-scholars, and to keep those statutes,
That are recorded in this schedule here:

Your oaths are past, and now subscribe your names;
That his own hand may strike his honour down,