For what I will, I will, and there an end.

Val. Hast thou observed that? even she I mean. I am resolv'd, that thou shalt spend some time Speed. Why, sir, I know her not. With Valentinus in the emperor's court;

Val Dost thou know her by my gazing on her, What maintenance he from his friends receives, and yet knowest her not? Like exhibitiou thou sbalt have from me.

Speed. Is she not hard-favoured, sir? To-morrow be in readiness to go:

Val. Not so fair, boy, as well favoured. Excuse it not, for I am peremptory.

Speed. Sir, I know that well enough. Pro. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided ; Val. What dost thou know? (favoured. Please you, deliberate a day or two. [thee: Speed. That she is not so fair, as (of you) well

Ant. Look, what thou want'st, shall be sent after Val. I mean, that her beauty is exquisite, but No more of stay; to-morrow thou must go.

her favour infinite. Come on, Panthino; you shall be employ'd

Speed. That's because the one is painted, and To basten on his expedition. [Exeunt Ant. and Pan. the other out of all count. Pro. Thus have I shunn'd the fire, for fear of Val. How painted? and how out of count? burning;

Speed. Marry, sir, so painted to make her fair, And drench'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd : | that no man counts of her beauty. (beauty. I fear'd to shew my father Julia's letter,

Val. How esteemest thou me? I account of her Lest he should take exceptions to my love; Speed. You never saw her since she was deformed. And with the vantage of mine own excuse

Val. How long hath she been deformed ? Hath he excepted most against my love.

Speed. Ever since you loved her. O, how this spring of love resembleth

Val. I have loved her ever since I saw her; and The uncertain glory of an April day;

still I see her beautiful.
Which now shews all the beanty of the sun, Speed. If you love her, you cannot see her.
And by and by a cloud takes all away!

Val. Why?
Re-enter PANTHINO.

Speed. Because love is blind. O, that you had

mine eyes; or your own had the lights they were Pan. Sir Proteus, your father calls for you; He is in haste ; therefore, I pray you, go.

wont to have when you chid at sir Proteus for Pro. Why, this it is! my heart accords thereto; guing, angartered!

Val. What should I see then? And yet a thousand times it answers no. (Exeunt.

Speed. Your own present folly, and her passing

deformity : for he, being in love, could not see to ACT. II. SCENE 1.Milan. An Apartment in the Duke's garter his bose; and you, being in love, cannot

see to put on your hose. Palace.

Val. Belike, boy, then you are in love ; for last Enter VALENTINE and SPEED.

morning you could not see to wipe my shoes. Speed. Sir, your glove.

Speed. True, sir, I was in love with my bed: I Val. Not mine; my gloves are on. [but one. thank you, you swinged me for my love, which Speed. Why then this may be yours, for this is makes me the bolder to chide you for yours.

Val. Ha ! let me see : ay, give it me, it's mine : Val. In conclusion, I stand affected to ber. Sweet ornament that decks a thing divine !

Speed. I would you were set; so your affection Ah Silvia! Silvia !

would cease.

[lines to one she loves. Speed. Madam Silvia! madam Silvia!

Val. Last night she enjoined me to write some Val. How now, sirrah?

Speed. And have you? Speed. She is not within hearing, sir.

Pal. I have. Val. Why, sir, who bade you call her ?

Speed. Are they not lamely writ? Speed. Your worship, sir; or else I mistook. Val. No, boy, but as well as I can do them ;Val. Well, you'll still be too forward. [slow. | Peace, here she comes. Speed. And yet I was last chidden for being too Val. Go to, sir ; tell me, do you know madam

Enter SILVIA. Speed. She that your worship loves ? (Silvia ? Speed. O excellent motion ! O exceeding puppet! Val. Why, how know you that I am in love? now will he interpret to her. (Aside.) (morrows.

Speed. Marry, by these special marks: First, Val. Madam and mistress, a thousand goodyou have learned, like Sir Proteus, to wreath your Speed, 0, 'give you good even! here's a million arms like a male-content; to relish a love-song, like of manners.

(A side.) a Robin-red-breast; to walk alone, like one that Sil. Sir Valentine and servant, to you two thonhath the pestilence; to sigh, like a school-boy that sand.

[it him. (A side.) had lost his A, B, C; to weep, like a young wench Speed. He should give her interest, and she gives that had buried her grandam; to fast, like one that Val. As you enjoin'd me, I have writ your letter, takes diet; to watch, like one that fears robbing; Unto the secret nameless friend of yours; to speak puling, like a beggar at Hallowmas. You Which I was much unwilling to proceed in, were wont, when you laughed, to crow like a cook; But for my duty to your ladyship.

[done. when you walked, to walk like one of the lions ; Sil. I thank you, gentle servant: 'tis very clerkly when you fasted, it was presently after dinner; Val. Now trust me, madam, it came hardly off"; when you looked sadly, it was for want of money: For, being ignorant to whom it goes, and now you are metamorphosed with a mistress, I writ at random, very doubtfully. (pains ? that, when I look on you, I can hardly think you Sil. Perchance you think too much of so much my master.

Val. No, madam; so it stead you, I will write, Val. Are all these things perceived in me? Please you command, a thousand times as much : Speed. They are all perceived without you. Val. Without me? they cannot,

Sil. A pretty period! Well, I guess the sequel; Speed. Without yop; nay, that's certain, for, And yet I will not name it:-and yet I care not; without you were so simple, none else would ; but And yet take this again :—and yet I thank you; you are so without these follies, that these follies are Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more. within you, and shine through you like the water in Speed. And yet you will; and yet another yet. an urinal; that not an eye, that sees you, but is a (A side.)

[like it? physician to comment on your malady.

Val. What means your ladyship? do you not Val. But tell me, dost thou know my lady Silvia? Sil. Yes, yes; the lines are very quaintly writ:

Speed. She, that you gaze on so, as she sits at But since unwillingly, take them again; supper?

Nay, take them.

And yet,

Val. Madam, they are for you.

Sil. Ay, ay; you writ them, sir, at my request; Pan. Sir Proteus, you are staid for.
Bat I will none of them; they are for you:

Pro. Go; I come, I come :-
I would have had them writ more movingly. Alas! this parting strikes poor lovers dumb.
Pal. Please you, I'll write your ladyship another.

[Exeunt. Sil. And when its writ, for my sake read it over:

SCENE III.-The same. A Street.
And if it please you, so; if not, why, so.
Val. If it please me, madam! what then?

Enter LAUNCE, leading a dog.
Su. Why, if it please you, take it for your labour. Lau. Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have done
And so good-morrow, servant. Exit Silvia.weeping; all the kind of the Launces have this

Speed. O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible, very fault: I have received my proportion, like the As a nose' on a man's face, or a weathercock on a prodigious son, and am going with Sir Proteus to steeple!

(suitor, ihe Imperial's court. I think, Crab my dog be the My master sues to her; and she hath taught her sourest-natured dog that lives: my mother weeping, He being her pupil, to become her tutor.

my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid howlO excellent device! was there ever heard a better? ing, our cat wringing her hands, and all our house That my master, being scribe, to himself should in a great perplexity, yet did not this cruel-hearted write the letter?

car shed one tear; he is a stone, a very pebble-stone, l'al. How now, sir? what, are you reasoning and has no more pity in him than a dog: a Jew with yourself?

would have wept to have seen our parting ; why, Speed. Nay, was rhyming ; 'tis you that have my grandam having no eyes, look you, wept herthe reason.

self blind at my parting: Nay, I'll show you the Val. To do what?

manner of it: This shoe is my father ;no, this left Speed. To be a spokesman from madam Silvia. shoe is my father ;-no, no, this left shoe is my Val. To whom?

[figure. mother;--nay, that cannot be so neither ;- yes, it Speed. To yourself: why, she wooes you by a is so, it is so; it hath the worser sole: This shoe, Pal. What figure?

with the hole in it, is my mother, and this my Speed. By a letter, I should say.

father; a vengence on't! there 'tis : now, sir, this Fal. Why, she hath not writ to me?

staff' is my sister; for, look you, she is as white as Speed. What needs she, when she hath made you a lily, and as small as a wand : this hat is Nan, our write to yourself? Why, do you not perceive the jest? maid ; I am the dog :--no, the dog is himself, and Val. No, believe me.

I am the dog ,--0, the dog is me, and I am mySped. No believing you indeed, sir; but did self; ay, so, so. Now come I to my father; Fayou perceive her earnest?

ther, your blessing; now should not the shoe speak Val. She gave me none, except an angry word. a word for weeping; now should I kiss my father; Speed. Why, she bath given you a letter. well, he weeps on :---now come I to my mother, Val. That's the letter I writ to her friend. (0, that she could speak now!) like a good woman; Speed. And that letter bath she deliver'd, and well, I kiss her ;- why, there 'tis; here's my there an eod.

mother's breath up and down; now come I to my Val, I woald, it were no worse.

sister; mark the moan she makes: now, the dog all Speed. I'll warrant you, 'tis as well :

this while sheds not a tear, nor speaks a word; but For often you have writ to her; and she, in modesty, see how I lay the dust with my tears. Or else for tant of idle time, could not again reply;

Enler PANTHINO. Or fearing else some messenger, that might her mind discorer,

Pan. Launce, away, away, aboard; thy master Herself hath laught her love himself to write unto her is shipped, and thou art to post after with oars. lorer

What's the matter? why weep'st thou, man? All this I speak in print, for in print I found it. Away, ass; you will lose the tide, if you tarry any Why mase you, sir? 'tis dinner time.

longer. Val. I have dined.

Laun. It is no matter if the ty'd were lost; for Speed. Ay, but hearken, sir; though the came. it is the unkindest ty'd that ever any man ty'd. leon Love can feed on the air, I am one that am

Pan. What's the unkindest tide? nourished by my victuals, and would fain have Laun. Why, he that's ty'd here ; Crab, my dog, meat, 0, be not like your mistress ; be moved, be

Pan. Tut, man,

I mean thou'lt lose the flood : mored.

[Exeunt. and, in losing the flood, lose thy voyage; and, in

losing thy voyage, lose thy master, and, in losing SCENE II.- Verona. A Room in Julia's House.

thy master, lose thy service; and, in losing thy serEnter PROTEUS and JULIA.

vice - Why dost thou stop my mouth? Pro. Have patience, gentle Julia.

Laun. For fear thou should'st lose thy tongue. Jul. I must, where is no remedy.

Pan. Where should I lose my tongue? Pro. When possibly I can, I will return.

Laun. In thy tale. Jal. If you turn not, you will return the sooner: Pan. In thy tail? Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake.

Laun. Lose the tide, and the voyage, and the

(Giving a ring.) master, and the service? The tide ! - Why, man, Pro. Why then we'll make exchange ; bere, take if the river were dry, I am able to fill it with my you this.

tears; if the wind were down, I could drive the Jul. And seal the bargain with a holy kiss. boat with my sighs.

[call thee. Pro. Here is my hand for my true constancy;

Pan. Come, come away, man; I was sent to And when that hour o'er-slips me in the day,

Laun. Sir, call me what thou darest. Wherein I sigh not, Julia, for thy sake,

Pan. Wilt thou go? The next ensuing hour some foul mischance

Laun. Well, I will go.

[Exeunt. Torment me for my love's forgetfulness !

SCENE IV.--Milan. An Apartment in the Duke's My father stays my coming; answer not;

The tide is now : nay, not the tide of tears
That tide will stay me longer than I should;

Enter VALENTINE, Silvia, THURIO, and Speed.

[Exit Julia. Sil. Servant-
Jalia, farewell.- What! gone without a word? Val. Mistress?
Ay, so true love should do: it cannot speak; Speed. Master, sir Thurio frowns on you,
For truth bath better deeds, than words, io grace it. Val. Ay, boy, it's for lovę.

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Speed. Not of you.

Duke. Welcome bim then according to his worth ; Val. Of my mistress then.

Silvia, I speak to you; and you, sir Thurio :Speed. "Twere good, you knocked him.

For Valentine, I need not 'cite him to it: Sil. Servant, you are sad.

I'll send him hither to you presently. [Exit Duke. l'al. Indeed, madam, I seem so.

Val. This is the gentleman, I told your ladyship, Thu. Seem you that you are not?

Had come along with me, but that bis mistress Val. Haply I do.

Did hold his eyes lock'd in her crystal looks. Thu. So do counterfeits.

Sil. Belike, that now she hath enfranchis'd them Val, So do you.

Upon some other pawn for fealty.

[still. Thre. What seem I, that I am not?

Val. Nay, sure, I think she holds them prisoners Val. Wise.

Sil. Nay, then he should be blind; and, being Thu. What instance of the contrary?

blind, Val. Your folly.

How could he see his way to seek out von ? Thu. And how quote you my folly?

Val. Why, lady, love háth twenty pair of eyes. Val, I quote it in your jerkin.

Thu. They say, that love hath not an eye at all. Thu. My jerkin is a doublet.

Val. To see such lovers, Thurio, as yourself; Val. Well, then, I'll double your folly.

Upon a homely object love can wink. Thu. How?


Enter PROTEUS. Sil. What, angry, sir Thurio? do you change

Sil. Have done, have done; here comes the genVal. Give him leave, madam; he is a kind of


(seech you, oameleon. Thu. That hath more mind to feed on your blood, Confirm his welcome with some special favour.

Val. Welcome, dear Proteus !--Mistress, I bethan live in your air.

Sil. His worth is warrant for his welcome hither, Val. You have said, sir.

If this be he, you ost have wish'd to bear from. Thu. Ay, sir, and done too, for this time.

Val. Mistress, it is : sweet lady, entertain him Val. I know it well, sir; you always end ere

To be my fellow-servant to your ladyship. you begin. Sil. Å fine volley of words, gentlemen, and

Sil. Too low a mistress for so bigh a servant.

Pro. Not so, sweet lady ; but too mean a servant quickly shot off. Val. 'Tis indeed, madam ; we thank the giver.

To have a look of such a worthy mistress.

Val. Leave off discourse of disability :-
Sil. Who is that, servant ?
Val. Yourself, sweet lady; for you gave the fire :

Sweet lady, entertain him for your servant. sir Thurio borrows his wit from your ladyship's

Pro. My duty will I boast of, nothing else. looks, and spends what he borrows, kindly in your servant, you are welcome to a worthless mistress.

Sil. And duty never yet did want his meed; company,

Pro. I'll die on him that says so, but yourself. Thu. Sir, if you spend word for word with me, I shall make your wit bankrupt.

Sil. That you are welcome?

Pro. Val. I know it well, sir ; you have an exchequer

No; that you are worthless. of words, and, I think, no other treasure to give

Enter Servant. your followers ; for it appears by their bare liveries, Ser. Madam, my lord your father would speak that they live by your bare words. [my father. Sil. No more, gentlemen, no more; here comes Sil. I'll wait upon bis pleasure. [Exit Servant.

Come, sir Thurio,
Enter DUKE.

Go with me:--Once more, new servant, welcome :
Duke. Now, daughter Silvia, you are hard beset. I'll leave you to confer of home affairs ;
Sir Valentine, your father's in good health : When you have done, we look to hear from you.
What say you to a letter from your friends

Pro. We'll both attend upon your ladyship. Of much good news?

(Exeunt Silvia, Thurio, and Speed. Val.

My lord, I will be thankful Val. Now, tell me, how do all from whence you To any happy messenger from thence.


came? Duke. Know you Don Antonio, your country Pro. Your friends are well, and have them much Val. Ay, my good lord, I know the gentleman

Val. And how do yours? [commended. To be of worth, and worthy estimation,


I left them all in health. And not without desert so well reputed.

Val. How does your lady? and how thrives your Duke. Hath he not a son?

love? Val. Ay,my good lord; a son, that well deserves Pro. My tales of love were wont to weary you; The honour and regard of such a father.

I know, you joy not in a love-discourse. Duke. You know him well?

Val. Ay, Proteus, but that life is alter'd now: Val. I knew him, as myself; for from our infancy I have done penance for contemning love; We have convers'd, and spent our hours together: Whose high imperious thoughts have punish'd me And though myself have been an idle truant, With bitter fasts, with penitential groans, Omitting the sweet benefit of time,

With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs; To clothe mine age with angel-like perfection; For, in revenge of my contempt of love, Yet hath Sir Proteus, for that's his name,

Love hath cbas'd sleep from iny enthralled eyes, Made use and fair advantage of his days;

And made them watchers of mine own heart's sorHis years but young, but his experience old; O, gentle Proteus, love's a mighty lord; [row. His head unmellow'd, but his judgment ripe; And bath so humbled me, as, I confess, And, in a word, (for far behind his worth

There is no woe to his correction, Come all the praises that I now bestow,)

Nor, to his service, no such joy on earth! He is complete in feature, and in mind,

Now, no discourse, except it be of love; With all good grace to grace a gentleman. Now can I break my fast, dine, sup, and sleep,

Duke. Beshrew me, sir, but, if he make this good, Upon the very naked name of love. He is as worthy for an empress' love,

Pro. Enough; I read your fortune in your eye: As meet to be an emperor's counsellor.

Was this the idol that you worship so? Well, sir ; this gentleman is come to me,

Val. Even she; and is she not a heavenly saint ? With commendation from great potentates;

Pro. No; but she is an earthly paragon. And here he means to spend his time a-while :

Val. Call her divine. I think, 'tis no unwelcome news to you.

I will not flatter her. Val. Should I have wish'd a thing, it bad been he. Val. O, fatter me; for lore delights in praises.

with you.


Pro. When I was sick, you gave me bitter pills; Speed. Come on, you mad-cap, I'll to the aleAnd I must minister the like to you.

house with you presently; where, for one shot of Vel. Then speak the truth by her; if not divine, five-pence, thou shalt have five thousand welcomes. Yet let her be a principality,

But, sirrah, how did thy master part with madam Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth. Julia? Pro. Except my mistress.

Laun. Marry, after they closed in earnest, they Val.

Sweet, except not any; parted very fairly in jest.
Escept thou wilt except against my love.

Speed. But shall she marry bim?
Pro. Have I not reason to prefer mine own? Laun. No,

Val. And I will belp thee to prefer ber too: Speed. How then? shall he marry her?
She shall be dignified with this high bonour, Laun. No, neither.
To bear my lady's traip; lest the base earth

Speed. What, are they broken?
Should from her vesture chance to steal a kiss, Laun. No, they are both as whole as a fish.
And, of so great a favour growing proud,

Speed. Why then, how stands the matter with Disdain to root the summer-swelling flower,

them? And make rough winter everlastingly.

Laun. Marry, thus ; when it stands well with Pro. Why, Valentine, what braggardism is this? him, it stands well with her.

[not. Val. Pardon me, Proteus : all I can, is nothing Speed. What an ass art thou? I understand thee To her, whose worth makes other worthies nothing; Laun. What a block art thou, that thou can'st She is alone.

not? My staff understands me. Pro. Then let her alone.


Speed. What thou say'st ? Val. Not for the world: why, man, she is mine Laun. Ay, and what I do, too: look thee, I'll And I as rich in having such a jewel,

but lean, and my staff understands me. As twenty seas, if all their sands were pearl, Speed. It stands under thee, indeed. The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.

Laun. Why, stand under and understand is all one, Forgive me, that I do not dream on thee,

Speed. But tell me true, will't be a match? Because thon seest me dote upon my love.

Laun. Ask my dog: if be say, ay, it will; if he My foolish rival, that her father likes,

say, no, it will; if he shake his tail, and say nothing, Only for his possessions are so buge,

it will. Is gone with her along; and I must after,

Speed. The conclusion is then, that it will. For love, thou know'st is full of jealousy.

Laun. Thou shalt never get such a secret from Pro. But she loves you?

me, but by a parable. Va.

Ay, we are betroth’d: Speed. 'Tis well that I get it so. But, Launce, Nay, more, our marriage hour,

how say'st thou, that my master is become a notable With all the canning manner of our flight,

lover? Determin'd of: how I must climb her window; Laun. I never knew him otherwise. The ladder made of cords; and all the means

Speed. Than how? Plotted ; and 'greed on, for my bappiness.

Laun. A notable labber, as thou reportest him Good Proteus, go with me to my chamber,

to be.

[me, In these affairs io aid me with thy counsel.

Speed. Why, thou whoreson ass, thou mistakest Pro. Go op before; I shall enquire you forth: Laun. Why fool, I meant not thee, I meant thy I must onto the road, to disembark

master. Some necessaries that I needs must use;

Speed. I tell thee, my master is become a hot lover. And then I Il presently attend you.

Laun. Why, I tell thee, I care not though he Val. Will you make haste ?

burn himself in love. If thou wilt go with me to Pro. I will.

[Exit Val. the ale-house, so ; if not, thou art an Hebrew, a Eren as one heat another heat expels,

Jew, and not worth the name of a Christian. Or as one nail by strength drives out another, Speed. Why? So the remembrance of my former love

Laun. Because thou hast not so much charity Is by a newer object quite forgotten.

in thee, as to go to the ale with a Christian : Wilt Is it mine eye, or Valentinus' praise,

thou go? Her true perfection, or my false transgression, Speed. At thy service.

[Exeunt. That makes me reasonless, to reason thus? She's fair ; and so is Julia, that I love ;

SCENE VI.—The same. An Apartment in the Palace. That I did love, for now my love is thaw'd;

Enter PROTEUS. Which, like a waxen image 'gainst a fire,

Pro. To leave my Julia, shall I be forswom; Bears no impression of the thing it was.

To love fair Silvia, shall I be forsworn; Methinks, my zeal to Valentine is cold;

To wrong my friend, I shall be much forsworn; And that I love him not, as I was wont :

And even that power, which gave me first my oath, 0! but I love his lady too, too much ;

Provokes me to this threefold perjury. And that's the reason I love bim so little.

Love bade me swear, and love bids me forswear : How shall I dote on her with more advice, O sweet-suggesting love, if thou hast sinn'd, That thus without advice begin to love her? Teach me, thy tempted subject, to excuse it. Tis but her picture I have yet bebeld,

At first I did adore a twinkling star, And that bath dazzled my reason's light;

But now I worship a celestial sun. Bat when I look on her perfections,

Unheedful vows may heedfully be broken; There is no reason but I shall be blind.

And he wants wit, that wants resolved will If I can check my erring love I will;

To learn bis wit to change the bad for better.If not, to compass her I'll use my skill. [Exit. Fye, fye, unreverend tongue! to call her bad, SCENE V-The same. A Street.

Whose sovereignty so oft thou hast preferr'd

With twenty thousand soul-confirming oaths.

I cannot leave to love, and yet I do;
Speed. Launce! by mine honesty, welcome to But there I leave to love, where I should love.

Julia I lose, and Valentine I lose:
Laun. Forswear not thyself, sweet youth; for I If I keep them, I needs must lose myself;
am bot welcome. I reckon this always that a If I lose them, thus find I by their loss,
man is never undone, till be be banged; nor For Valentine, myself: for Julia, Silvia.
welcome to a place, till some certain shot be paid, I to myself am dearer than a friend ;
and the hostess say, welcome.

For love is still more precious in itself :

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And Silvia, witness heaven, that made her fair! Jul. Lucetta, as thou lov'st me, let me have
Shews Julia but a swarthy Ethiope.

What thou think'st meet, and is most mannerly: I will forget that Julia is alive,

But tell me, wench, how will the world repute me, Rememb'ring that my love to her is dead;

For undertaking so unstaid a journey ? And Valentine I'll hold an enemy,

I fear me, it will make me scandaliz'd. Aiming at Silvia as a sweeter friend.

Luc. If you think so, then stay at home, and go not. I cannot now prove constant to myself,

Jul. Nay, that I will not. Without some treachery used to Valentine:

Luc. Then never dream on infamy, but go. This night, he meaneth with a corded ladder, If Proteus like your journey, when you come, To climb celestial Silvia's chamber-window; No matter who's displeas d, when you are gone : Myself in counsel, bis competitor:

I fear me he will scarce be pleas’d withal. Now presently I'll give her father notice

Jul. That is the least, Lucetta, of my fear: Of their disguising, and pretended flight;

A thousand oaths, an ocean of his tears, Who, all enrag'd, will banish Valentine ;

And instances as infinite of love, For Thurio, he intends, shall wed his daughter: Warrant me welcome to my Proteus. But, Valentine being gone, I'll quickly cross, Luc. All these are servants to deceitful men. By some sly trick, blunt Thurio's dull proceeding. Jul. Base men, that use them to so base effect ! Love, lend me wings to make my purpose swift, But truer stars did govern Proteus' birth : As thou hast lent me wit to plot this drist. (Exit. His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles; Scene VII.-Verona. A Room in Julia's House.

His love sincere, his thoughts immaculate;

His tears, pure messengers sent from his heart; Enter JULIA and LUCETTA.

His heart as far from fraud, as heaven from earth. Jul. Counsel, Lucetta; gentle girl, assist me! Luc. Prag heaven, he prove so, when you come And, even, in kind love, I do conjure thee,

to him! Who art the table wherein all my thoughts

Jul. Now, as thou lov'st me, do him not that Are visibly character'd and engrav'd,

To bear a hard opinion of his truth; [wrong, To lesson me; and tell me some good mean, Only deserve my love, by loving him ; How, with my honour, I may undertake

And presently go with me to my chamber, A journey to my loving Proteus.

To take a note of what I stand in need of,
Luc. Alas! the way is wearisome and long. To furnish me upon my longing journey.
Jul. A true-devoted pilgrim is not weary

All that is mine I leave at thy dispose,
To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps ; My goods, my lands, my reputation;
Much less shall she, that hath love's wings, to fly; Only, in lieu thereof, despatch me hence :
And when the flight is made to one so dear, Come, answer not, but to it presently;
Of such divine perfection, as sir Proteus.

I am impatient of my tarriance. [Exeunt.
Luc. Better forbear, till Proteus make return.
Jul. O, know’st thou not, his looks are my soul's

ACT III. Pity the dearth that I have pined in, [food ? Scene I.-Milan. An Ante-room in the Duke's By longing for that food so long a time.

Palace. Didst thou but know the inly touch of love,

Enter Duke, Thurio, and PROTEUS. Thou would’st as soon go kindle fire with snow, Duke. Sir Thurio, give us leave, I pray, awhile; As seek to quench the fire of love with words. We have some secrets to confer about.Luc. I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire;

[Exit Thurio. But qualify the fire's extreme rage,

Now tell Proteus, what's your will with me? Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason. Pro. My gracious lord, that which I would dis

Jul. The more thou dam'st it up, the more it burns; The law of friendship bids me to conceal : [cover,
The current, that with gentle murmur glides, But, when I call to mind your gracious favours
Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage ; Done to me, undeserving as I am,
But, when his fair course is not bindered,

My duty pricks me on to utter that,
He makes sweet masic with the enamel'd stones, W bich else no worldly good should draw from me.
Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge

Know, worthy prince, sir Valentine, my friend, He overtaketh in his pilgrimage;

This night intends to steal away your daughter; And so by many winding nooks he strays, Myself am one made privy to the plot. With willing sport, to the wild ocean.

I know, you have determin’d to bestow her Then let me go, and hinder not my course: On Thurio, wbom your gentle daughter hates ; I'll be as patient as a gentle stream,

And should she thus be stolen away from you, And make a pastime of each weary step,

It would be much vexation to your age. Till the last step have brought me to my love; Thus, for my duty's sake, I rather chose And there I'll rest, as, after much turmoil,

To cross my friend in his intevded drift, A blessed soul doth in Elysium.

Than, by concealing it, heap on your head Luc. But in what habit will you go along? A pack of sorrows, which would press you down,

Jul. Not like a woman ; for I would prevent Being unprevented, to your timeless grave. The loose encounters of lascivious men:

Duke. Proteus, I thank thee for thine honest care ; Gentle Lacetta, fit me with such weeds

Which to requite, command me while I live. As may beseem some well-reputed page.

This love of theirs myself have often seen, Luc. Why then, your ladyship must cut your hair. Haply, when they bave judged me fast asleep ; Jul. No, girl; h'll knit it up in silken strings, And oftentimes have purpos'd to sorbid With twenty odd-conceited true-love knots : Sir Valentine her company, and my court : To be fantastic, may become a youth

But, fearing lest my jealous aim might err, of greater time an I shall show to be. [breeches ? And so, unworthily, disgrace the man,

Lac. What fashion, madam, shall I make your (A rashness that I ever yet have shunn'd,) Jul. That fits as well, asm" tell me, good my lord, I gave him gentle looks; thereby to find " What compass will you wear your farthingale ?" That, which thyself hast now disclos’d to me. Why, even that fashion thou best lik’st, Lucetta. And, that thou may'st perceive my fear of this, Luc. You must needs have them with a cod-piece, Knowing that tender youth is soon suggested, madam.

I nightly lodge her in an apper tower, Jul. Out, out, Lucetta! that will be ill-favour’d. | The key whereof myself have ever kept ;

Lak. A round hose, madam, now's not worth a pin, And thence she cannot be convey'd away. Unless yon have a cod-piece to stick pins on. Pro. Know, noble lord, they have devis d a mear


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