hath stolen, otherwise he had been executed: I have stood on the pillory for geese he hath killed, otherwise he hath suffered for 't: thou think'st not of this now!-Nay, I remember the trick you served me, when I took my leave of Madam Silvia; did I not bid thee still mark me, and do as I do? When didst thou see me heave up my leg, and make water against a gentlewoman's farthingale? Didst thou ever see me do such a trick? Enter PROTEUS and JULIA. Pro. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well, And will employ thee in some service presently. Jul. In what you please ; — I will do what I can. Pro. I hope thou wilt.- How now, you whoreson peasant? [To LAUNCE. Where have you been these two days loitering? Laun. Marry, sir, I carried Mistress Silvia the dog you bade me. Pro. And what says she to my little jewel? Laun. Marry, she says your dog was a cur; and tells you, currish thanks is good enough for such a present. Pro. But she received my dog? Jul. It seems you loved her not, to leave her token; She's dead, belike. As Pro. Not so; I think she lives. Pro. Why dost thou cry, alas? Pro. Wherefore shouldst thou pity her? you do love your lady Silvia: She dreams on him that has forgot her love; Pro. Well, give her that ring, and therewithal [Exit PROTEUS. Jul. How many women would do such a mes sage? Alas, poor Proteus! thou hast entertained Laun. No, indeed, she did not: here have I A fox, to be the shepherd of thy lambs: brought him back again. Pro. What, didst thou offer her this from me? Laun. Ay, sir; the other squirrel was stolen from me by the hangman's boys in the marketplace: and then I offered her mine own; who is a dog as big as ten of yours, and therefore the gift the greater. Alas, poor fool! why do I pity him Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again; To plead for that which I would not obtain; Or ne'er return again into my sight. Away, I say! Stay'st thou to vex me here? Sebastian, I have entertained thee, She loved me well delivered it to me Το Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my mean Sil. What would you with her, if that I be she? Jul. From my master, Sir Proteus, madam. Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there. [Picture brought. Go, give your master this: tell him from me, One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget, Would better fit his chamber than this shadow. Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter.- Delivered you a paper Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again. I will not look upon your master's lines: I know they are stuffed with protestations, Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring. Jul. She thanks you. Sil. What say'st thou? Jul. I thank you, madam, that you tender her: Poor gentlewoman: my master wrongs her much. Sil. Dost thou know her? Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself: To think upon her woes, I do protest That I have wept an hundred several times. Sil. Belike she thinks that Proteus hath forsook her. When all our pageants of delight were played, Sil. She is beholden to thee, gentle youth!Alas, poor lady! desolate and left! I weep myself to think upon thy words. Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee this For thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou lovest her. Farewell. [Exit SILVIA. Jul. And she shall thank you for 't, if e'er you know her. A virtuous gentlewoman, mild and beautiful. eyes are grey as glass; and so are mine: Jul. I think she doth, and that's her cause of Ay, but her forehead's low; and mine's as high. sorrow. Sil. Is she not passing fair? Jul. She hath been fairer, madam, than she is: When she did think my master loved her well, She, in my judgment, was as fair as you; But since she did neglect her looking-glass, And threw her sun-expelling mask away, The air hath starved the roses in her cheeks, And pinched the lilly-tincture of her face, That now she is become as black as I. Sil. How tall was she? Jul. About my stature: for, at Pentecost, What should it be, that he respects in her, Enter THURIO, PROTEUS, and JULIA. Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit? Pro. 0, sir! I find her milder than she was; And yet she takes exceptions at your person. Thu. What, that my leg is too long? Pro. No; that it is too little. Thu. I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat rounder. Jul. 'Tis true, such pearls as put out ladies' eyes; For I had rather wink than look on them. [Aside. Thu. But well, when I discourse of love and peace? Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your peace. Thu. What says she to my valor? Pro. O, sir! she makes no doubt of that. [Aside. Jul. She needs not, when she knows it coward- Thu. What says she to my birth? Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool. [Aside. Jul. That such an ass should owe them. [Aside. Jul. Here comes the Duke. Enter DUKE. Duke. How now, Sir Proteus? How, now, Thurio? Which of you saw Sir Eglamour of late? Thu. Not I. Pro. Nor I. Duke. Saw you my daughter? Pro. Neither. Duke. Why, then she's fled unto that peasant Pro. But love will not be spurred to what it And Eglamour is in her company. loathes. Thu. What says she to my face? Pro. She says it is a fair one. 'Tis true; for Friar Laurence met them both, And he in penance wandered through the forest : Him he knew well, and guessed that it was she; Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies; my face is But, being masked, he was not sure of it: black. Pro. But pearls are fair; and the old saying is, Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes; Besides, she did intend confession At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was not: Tune my distresses, and record my woes. Have some unhappy passenger in chase: [Steps aside. Enter PROTEUS, SILVIA, and JULIA. love. Pro. Madam, this service I have done for you. (Though you respect not aught your servant doth) To hazard life, and rescue you from him That would have forced honor and your your Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look; A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. Val. How like a dream is this I see and hear! Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile. [Aside. Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am! Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came; But by my coming I have made you happy. Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most unhappy. Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your presence. [Aside. Sil. Had I been seizéd by a hungry lion, I would have been a breakfast to the beast Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to death, Would I not undergo for one calm look? loved. Sil. All men but Proteus. Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words Can no way change you to a milder form, I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end; Jul. O, cry you mercy, sir, I have mistook. This is the ring you sent to Silvia. [Shews another ring. Pro. But how cam'st thou by this ring? at my And love you 'gainst the nature of love; force depart, I gave this unto Julia. you. S. O heaven! Pro. I'll force thee yield to my desire. Val. Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch; Thou friend of an ill fashion! Pro. Valentine! Jul. And Julia herself did give it me; Jul. Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths, Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith O Proteus, let this habit make thee blush! or love; (For such is a friend now ;) treacherous man! Thou hast beguiled my hopes; nought but mine eye Be thou ashamed that I have took upon me It is the lesser blot, modesty finds, Could have persuaded me; thou would'st disprove Women to change their shapes, than men their me. Who should be trusted, when one's own right hand Is perjured to the bosom? Proteus, I am sorry I must never trust thee more, 'Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst! Be a sufficient ransom for offense, I tender it here; I do as truly suffer, As e'er I did commit. minds. Pro. Than men their minds! 't is true; O heaven! were man But constant, he were perfect: That one error Inconstancy falls off ere it begins: Val. Come, come, a hand from either: ever. Jul. And I mine. Enter Outlaws, with DUKE and THURIO. Out. A prize, a prize, a prize! Val. Forbear; forbear, I say; it is my lord the Duke. |