Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona

SCENE III.

Enter EGLAMOUR.

Egl. This is the hour that madam Silvia
Entreated me to call, and know her mind;
There's some great matter she'd employ me in
Madam, madam!

SILVIA, above at her Window.

Sil. Who calls ?

Egl. Your servant, and your friend;

One that attends your ladyship's command.

Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good morrow.

Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself.

According to your ladyship's impose,

I am thus early come to know what service
It is your pleasure to command me in.

Sil. O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman
(Think not I flatter, for, I swear, I do not),
Valiant, wise, remorseful, well accomplish'd.
Thou art not ignorant, what dear good will
I bear unto the banish'd Valentine;

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Nor how my father would enforce me marry
Vain Thurio, whom my very soul abhors.
Thyself hast lov'd; and I have heard thee say,
No grief did ever come so near thy heart,

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As when thy lady and thy true love dy'd,
Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity.

Giij

Sir

Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine,
To Mantua, where, I hear, he makes abode;
And, for the ways are dangerous to pass,
I do desire thy worthy company,
Upon whose faith and honour I repose.

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Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour,
But think upon my grief, a lady's grief;

And on the justice of my flying hence,
To keep me from a most unholy match,

Which heaven, and fortune, still reward with

plagues.

I do desire thee, even from a heart
As full of sorrows as the sea of sands,
To bear me company, and go with me:
If not, to hide what I have said to thee,
That I may venture to depart alone.

Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances;
Which since I know they virtuously are plac'd,
I give consent to go along with you;
Recking as little what betideth me,
As much I wish all good befortune you.
When will you go?

Sil. This evening coming.

Egl. Where shall I meet you?

Sil. At friar Patrick's cell,

Where I intend holy confession.

Egl. I will not fail your ladyship:

Good morrow, gentle lady.

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Sil. Good morrow, kind Sir Eglamour. (Exeunt.

Enter