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(Created page with "SCENE I. Venice. A street. ''Enter'' {{script|Complicatio}}'','' {{script|Regolamento}}'' and'' {{script|Inclusivia}} <br> {{script|Complicatio}}: In sooth, I know not why it is so hard:<br> These cursed rules! They baffle and confront our peaceable comportment.<br> But who wrote them, amended them, or understands them,<br> From what principle they’re hewn, what calumny born,<br> I am yet to learn. <br> {{script|Regolamento}}: Your bewilderment, good friend, let be m...")
 
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SCENE I. Venice. A street.
SCENE I. Venice. A street.


''Enter'' {{script|Complicatio}}'','' {{script|Regolamento}}'' and'' {{script|Inclusivia}} <br>
''Enter'' {{script|Complicatio}}'','' {{script|Regolamento}}'' and'' {{script|Inclusivia}}'', trailed by the Queens’ fool ''{{script|Nuncle}}. <br>


{{script|Complicatio}}: In sooth, I know not why it is so hard:<br>
{{script|Complicatio}}: In sooth, I know not why it is so hard:<br>
These cursed rules! They baffle and confront our peaceable comportment.<br>
These cursed rules confront our peaceable comportment.<br>
But who wrote them, amended them, or understands them,<br>
But wherefore did our meddling legislators promulgate such wordsome bluster? <br>
From what principle they’re hewn, what calumny born,<br>
{{script|Nuncle}}: We can only wonder.<br>
I am yet to learn. <br>
{{script|Complicatio}}: What manner of man comprehends this spidery realm? <br>
{{script|Regolamento}}: Your bewilderment, good friend, let be my Earthly quest. <br>
“Shall be [[obligated]] to [[effect]] this”, “[[in the event of]] that ”<br>
Pray, toss your troubled load upon my broad shoulder <br>
“and, as the case may without limitation be, or the other” — <br>
Whereupon shall I guide that weighty pole <br>  
What lacks from “must” and “if” and “or” I am yet to learn. <br>
O’er this angry sea of inner incongruity —<br>
{{script|Regolamento}}: Let salving such bewilderment be my Earthly quest. <br>
These chary rules are beastly set, with bastard expectations<br>
Pray, friend: toss your troubled load upon my empty lot <br>
Which o’erpeer the petty machinations of thy staff<br>
Whereupon shall I guide that weight — <br>
Who curtsy to them — affect them unthinking reverence,<br>
{{Script|Nuncle}}: — and clip thy shabby ticket as you go —<br>
And yet fly above them with their woven wings.<br>
{{script|Regolamento}}: — o’er this sea of angry incongruity. <br>
{{script|Inclusivia}}
Aye, these are beastly rules, beset with bastard expectations <br>
Believe me, sir, had I such venture forth,<br>
Which o’erpeer the machinations of thy scattered petty staff.<br>
The better part of my affections would<br>
Let handling this be Complicatio’s meat and drink.<br>
Be with my hopes abroad. I should be still<br>
{{Script|Nuncle}}: And drink deep thy countless charges will, <br>
Plucking the grass, to know where sits the wind,<br>
In obedient curtsy to this web of wonkish recipe.<br>
Peering in maps for ports and piers and roads;<br>
{{script|Inclusivia}}: Slavish compliance is all good and well. <br>
And every object that might make me fear<br>
Did not the predatory fleets of contrary commerce moor their ships<br>
Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt<br>
At striking distance to our present comfy realm. <br>
Would make me sad.<br>
{{script|Complicatio}}: How now? Who goes there?  <Br>
{{script|Regolamento}}
Not the mealy money peddlers of Luxembourg and France? <br>
My wind cooling my broth<br>
Fie upon thy windy malconfidence! <br>
Would blow me to an ague, when I thought<br>
{{script|Inclusivia}}: The lowmen, aye, and fiercer foes who eye our lunch: <br>
What harm a wind too great at sea might do.<br>
Americans from the west. <br>
I should not see the sandy hour-glass run,<br>
The massed wizards of the tigerish Eastern lands <br>
But I should think of shallows and of flats,<br>
o’er whom short years ago our government had colonial dominion. <br>
And see my wealthy Andrew dock’d in sand,<br>
{{script|Nuncle}}: They learned our tricks and ate our lunch. <br>
Vailing her high-top lower than her ribs<br>
To kiss her burial. Should I go to church<br>
And see the holy edifice of stone,<br>
And not bethink me straight of dangerous rocks,<br>
Which touching but my gentle vessel’s side,<br>
Would scatter all her spices on the stream,<br>
Enrobe the roaring waters with my silks,<br>
And, in a word, but even now worth this,<br>
And now worth nothing? Shall I have the thought<br>
To think on this, and shall I lack the thought<br>
That such a thing bechanced would make me sad? <br>
But tell not me; I know, Complicatio <br>
Is sad to think upon his merchandise.<br>
{{script|Complicatio}}
Believe me, no: I thank my fortune for it,<br>
My ventures are not in one bottom trusted,<br>
Nor to one place; nor is my whole estate<br>
Upon the fortune of this present year:<br>
Therefore my merchandise makes me not sad.<br>
{{script|Regolamento}}
Why, then you are in love.<br>
{{script|Complicatio}}
Fie, fie!<br>
{{script|Regolamento}}
Not in love neither? Then let us say you are sad,<br>
Because you are not merry: and ’twere as easy<br>
For you to laugh and leap and say you are merry,<br>
Because you are not sad. Now, by two-headed Janus,<br>
Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time:<br>
Some that will evermore peep through their eyes<br>
And laugh like parrots at a bag-piper,<br>
And other of such vinegar aspect<br>
That they’ll not show their teeth in way of smile,<br>
Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable.<br>
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