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Pro. Why, this it is : my heart accords thereto; And yet a thousand times it answers, no.
SCENE I. – Milan. An Apartment in the Duke's Speed. If you love her, you cannot see her.
Speed. Because love is blind. O, that you nad
mine eyes; or your own had the lights they were Speed, Sir, your glove.
wont to have, when you chid at sir Proteus for going Val. Not mine : my gloves are on.
ungartered. Speed. Why then this may be yours, for this is Val. What should I see then ? but one.
Speed. Your own present folly, and her passing Val. Ha! let me see : ay give it me, it's mine :- deformity : for he, being in love, could not see to Sweet ornament that decks a thing divine ! garter his hose ; and you, being in love, cannot see Ah Silvia ! Silvia !
to put on your hose. Speed. Madam Silvia! madam Silvia !
Val. Belike, boy, then you are in love ; for last Vul. How now, sirrah?
morning you could not see to wipe my shoes. Speed. She is not within hearing, sir.
Speed. True, sir; I was in love with my bed; I Val. Why, sir, who bade you call her ?
thank you, you swingedme for my love, which Speed. Your worship, sir; or else I mistook. makes me the bolder to chide you for yours. Val. Well, you'll still be too forward.
Val. In conclusion, I stand affected to her. Speed. And yet I was last chidden for being too Speed. I would you were set ; so, your affection slow.
would cease. Val. Go to, sir ; tell me, do you know madam Val. Last night she enjoined me to write some Silvia ?
lines to one she loves. Speed. She that your worship loves?
Speed. And have you? Vul. Why, how know you that I am in love ? Val. I have.
Speed. Marry, by these special marks: First, you Speed. Are they not lamely writ? have learned, like sir Proteus, to wreath your arms Val. No, boy, but as well as I can do them:like a male-content; to relish a love song, like a Peace, here she comes. robin-red-breast; to walk alone, like one that had
Enter SILVIA. the pestilence; to sigh, like a school-boy that had Jost his A, B, C; to weep, like a young wench that Speed. () excellent motion!: () exceeding puphad buried her grandam ; to fast, like one that takes pet! now will he interpret to her. diet;' to watch, like one that fears robbing; to speak Val. Madam and mistress, a thousand goodpuling, like a beggar at Hallowmas. You were morrows. wont, when you laughed, to crow like a cock; when Speed. O, give you good even! here's a million you walked, to walk like one of the lions; when of inanners.
(Aside you fasted, it was presently after dinner; when you Sil. Sir Valentine and servant, to you two thoulooked sadly, it was for want of money; and now sand. you are metamorphosed with a mistress, that, when Speed. He should give her interest; and she gives I look on you, I can hardly think you my master. it him.
(Asisle. Val. Are all these things perceived in ine? Val. As you enjoin'd me, I have writ your letter, Speed. They are all perceived without you. Unto the secret nameless friend of yours; Val. Without me? They cannot.
Which I was much unwilling to proceed in, Speed. Without you? nay, that's certain, for But for my duty to your ladyship. without you were so simple, none else would: but Sil. I thank you, gentle servant, 'tis very clerkly« you are so without these follies, that these follies done. are within you, and shine through you like the Val. Now, trust me, madam, it came hardly oft; water in a urinal; that not an eye, that sees you, For being ignorant to whom it goes, but is a physician to comment on your malady. I writ at random, very doubtfully.
Val. But, tell me, dost thou know my lady Silvia ? Sil. Perchance you think too much of so much Speed. She, that you gaze on so, as she sits at
pains ? supper?
Val. No, madam; so it stead you, I will write, Val. Hast thou observed that? even she I mean. Please you command, a thousand times as much: Speed. Why, sir, I know her not.
And yet, Val. Dost thou know her by my gazing on her, Sil. A pretty period! Well, I guess the sequel ; and yet know'st her not?
And yet I will not name it:-- and yet I wre not; Speed. Is she not hard favored, sir?
And yet take this again; - and yet I thank you; Val. Not so fair, boy, as well favored.
Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more. Speed. Sir, I know that well enough.
Speed. And yet you will; and yet another yet. Val. What dost thou know?
| Aside. Speed. That she is not so fair, as (of you) well Val. What means your ladyship? do you not favored.
like it? Val. I mean, that her beauty is exquisite, but her Sil. Yes, yes; the lines are very quaintly writ, favor infinite.
But since unwillingly, take them again; Speedt. That's because the one is painted, and Nay, take them. the other out of all count.
Val. Madam, they are for you. Val. low painted ? and how out of count ! Sil. Ay, ay ; you writ ther, sir, at my request:
Speed. Marry, sir, so painted, to make her fair, But I will none of them; they are for you : that no man counts of her beauty.
I would have had them writ more movingly. Val. How esteemest thou me! I account of her Val. Please you, I'll write your ladyship another. beauty.
Sil. And, when it's writ, for my sake read it over; Speed. You never saw her since she was de- And if it please you, so; if not, why, so. formed.
Val. If it please ine, madam! whai then ? Val. How long hath she been deformed?
Sil. Why, if it please you, take it for your labor; Speed. Ever since you loved her.
And so good-morrow, servant. (Exit SilvIA val. I have loved her ever since I saw her; and Speed. O jest unseen inscrutable, invisible, still I see her beautiful.
3 A puppet-show. . Under a regimen.
• Like a scholar.
As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a my father wailing, my sister crying. our maid howlsteeple!
ing, our cat wringing her hands, and all our house My master sues to her; and she hath taught her in a great perplexity, yet did not this cruel-hearted suitor,
cur shed one tear; he is a stone, a very pebbleHe being her pupil, to become her tutor.
stone, and has no more pity in him than a dog : a () excellent device! was there ever heard a better? Jew would have wept to have seen our parting; That my master, being scribe, to himself should why, my grandam having no eyes, look you, wept write the letter ?
herself blind at my parting. Nay, I'll show you Val. How now, sir ? what are you reasoning the manner of it: This shoe is my father; - no with yourself!
this lett shoe is my father; - no, no, this left shoe Speed. Nay, I was rhyming; 'tis you that have is my mother ;- nay, that cannot be so peither ;the reason.
yes, it is so, it is so; it hath the worser sole; This Vnl. To do what !
shoe, with the hole in it, is my mother, and this my Speed. To be a spokesman from madam Silvia. father; A vengeance on't! there 'tis : now, sir, this Val. To whom ?
starf is my sister; for, look you, she is as white as a Speed. To yourself: why, she woos you by a lily, and as small as a wand; this hat is Nan, our figure?
maid; I am the dog : - no, the dog is himself, and Val. What figure?
I am the dog ;--0, the dog is me, and I am myself; Speed. By a letter, I should say.
ay, so, so. Now come I to my father; Father, your Vil. Why, she hath not writ to me.
blessing ; now should not the shoe speak a word Speed. What need she, when she hath made you for weeping: now should I kiss my father; well, he write to yourself? Why, do you not perceive the jest? weeps on : now come I to my mother, (0, that she Val. No, believe me.
could speak now!) like a woods woman; -- well, I Speed. No believing you, indeed, sir : But did | kiss her;-why there 'tis; here's my mother's breath you perceive her earnest?
up and down; now come I to my sister; mark the Val. She gave me none, except an angry word. moan she makes; now the dog all this while sheds Speel. Why, she hath given you a letter. not a tear, nor speaks a word ; but see how I lay Vill. That's the letter I writ to her friend.
the dust with my tears. Speed. And that letter hath she delivered, and there an end.
Enter PANTHINO. Val. I would it were no worse.
Pant. Launce, away, away, aboard ; thy master Speed. I'll warrant you, 'tis as well.
is shipped, and thou art to post after with oars.
What's the matter? why weepest thou, man? Away, For often you have writ to her ; and she, in mo
ass; you will lose the tide, if you tarry any longer.
Lain. It is no matter if the ty'd were lost: for Or else for wunt of idle time, could not again reply; it is the unkindest ty'd that ever man tyd. Or jeuring else some messenger, that might her
Pant. What's the unkindest tide? mind discorer,
Laun. Why, he that's tyd here; Crab, my dog. Hersclf hath taught her love himself to write unto
Punt. Tut, man, I mean thou'lt lose the flood; her lover.
and, in losing the flood, lose thy voyage; and, in All this I speak in print; for in print I found it, – losing thy voyage, lose thy master; and, in losing Why muse you sir ? 'tis dinner-time.
thy master, lose thy service; and in losing thy serVal. I have dined,
vice, — Why dost thou stop my mouth. Speed. Ay, but hearken, sir: though the chame- Laum. For fear thou should'st lose thy tongue. leon Lore can feed on the air, I am one that am
Paint. Where should I lose my tongue ? nourished by my victuals, and would fain have meat: Laun. In thy tale. 0, be not like your mistress; be moved, be moved. Punt. In thy tail?
[Ereunt. Laun. Lose the tide, and the voyage, and the
master, and the service? The tide!--Why, man, if SCENE II. - Verona. A room in Julia's House. the river were dry. I am able to fill it with my tears; Enter PROTEUS and JULIA.
if the wind were down, I could drive the boat with
my sighs. Pro. Have patience, gentle Julia.
Pant. Come, come away, man; I was sent to Jul. I must, where is no remedy.
call thee. Pro. When possibly I can, I will return.
Laun. Sir, call me what thou darest. Juil. If you turn not, you will return the sooner:
Pant. Wilt thou go? Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake.
Laun. Well, I will go.
[Ercunt. [Giving a ring. Pro. Why then we'll make exchange; here take SCENE IV.- Milan. An Apartment in the Duke's
Enter VALENTINE, Silvia, THUrio, and SED. And when that hour o'erslips me in the day,
Sil. Servant -Wherein I sigh not, Julia, for thy sale,
Val. Mistress? The next ensuing hour some foul mischance
Speed. Master, sir Thurio frowns on you. Torment me for iny love's forgetfulness!
Val. Ay, boy, it's for love. My father stays my coming; answer not;
Speed. Not of you. The tide is now: nay, not the tide of tears;
Val. Of my mistress then. That tide will stay me longer than I should :
Speel. 'Twere good, you knock'd him.
Erit Julia. Sil. Servant, you are sad..
Val. Haply, I do.
Thu. So do counterfeits.
Vol. So do you.
Thul. What seem I that I am not? Pri. Go; I come, I come ;
Val. Wise. Alas! this parting strikes poor lovers dumb.
Thi. What instance of the contrary ? (Ereunt.
Val. Your folly.
Thu. And how quote you my folly ?
Val. I quote it in your jerkin.
Thu. My jerkin is a doublet.
Val. Well, then, I'll double your folly. Lann. Nay, it will be this hour ere I have done Th:1. How ? weeping: all the kind of the Launces have this Sil. What, angry, sir Thurio? do you change very fault: I have received my proportion, like the color ? prodigious son, and am going with sir Proteus to Val. Give him leave, madam ; he is a kind of the Imperial's court. I think, Crab my dog be the chameleon. sourcst-natured dog that lives : my mother weeping,
Serious. • Kindred.
Thu. That hath more mind to feed on your blood, To be my fellow-servant to your ladyship. than live in your air.
Sil. Too low a mistress for so high a servant. Vul. You have said, sir.
Pro. Not so, sweet lady ; but too mean a servant Thu. Ay, sir, and done too, for this time. To have a look of such a worthy mistress.
Vul. I know it well, sir; you always end ere you Val. Leave off discourse of disability : begin.
Sweet lady, entertain him for your servant. Sil. A fine volley of words, gentlemen, and Pro. My duty will I boast of, nothing else. quickly shot off.
Sil. And duty never yet did want his meed ; Val." "Tis indeed, madam; we thank the giver. Servant, you are welcome to a worthless mistress. Sil. Who is that, servant?
Pro. l'll die on him that says so, but yourself. Val. Yourself. sweet lady; for you gave the fire : Sil. That you are welcome! sir Thurio borrows his wit from your lady ship's Pro.
No; that you are worthless. looks, and spends what he borrows, kindly in your
Enter Servant. company.
Thu. Sir, if you spend word for word with me, Ser. Madam, my lord your father would speak I shall make your wit bankrupt.
Val. I know it well, sir; you have an exchequer Sil. I'll wait upon his pleasure. [Exit Servant. of words, and I think no other treasure to give
Come, sir Thurio, your followers: for it appears by their bare liveries, Go with me :-Once more, new servant, welcome: that they live by your bare words.
I'll leave you to confer of hone-affairs; Sil. No more, gentiemen, no more ; here comes When you have done, we look to hear from you.
Pro. We'll both attend upon your ladyship. Enter DUKE.
[Exeunt SILVIA, THE RIo, and SPEED.
Val. Now, tell me, how do all from whence you Duke. Now, daughter Silvia, you are hard beset.
came ! Sir Valentine, your father's in good health :
Pro. Your friends are well, and have them much What say you to a letter from your friends
commended. or much good news!
Val. And how do yours?
I left them all in health. To any happy messenger from thence.
Val. How does your lady ? and how thrives Duke. Know you Don Antonio, your country
your love ? man?
Pro. My tales of love were wont to weary you; Val. Ay, my good lord, I know the gentleman I know you joy not in a love-discourse. To be of worth, and worthy estimation,
Val. Ay, Proteus, but that life is alter'd now; and not without descrt so well reputed.
I have done penance for contemning love ; Duke. Hath he not a son!
Whose high imperious thouybts bave punish'd me Val. Ay, my good lord; a son that well deserves with biter fasts, with penitential groans, The honor and regard of such a father.
With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs; Duke. You know him well ?
For, in revenge of my contempt of love, Val. I knew him as inyself; for from our infancy Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthralled eyes, We have conversed and spent our hours together; And made them waichers of mine own heart's And though myself have been an idle truant,
sorrow. Omitting the sweet benefit of time,
O, gentle Proteus, love's a mighty lord; To clothe mine age with angel-like perfection ; And hath so humbled me, as I contess, Yet hath sir Proteus, for that's his name,
There is no woe to his correction, Made use and fair advantage of his days;
Nor, lo his service, no such joy on earth! Ilis years but young, but his experience old; Now, no discourse, except it be of love; His head unmellow'd, but his judgment ripe; Now can I break my fast, dine, sup, and sleep, And, in a word, (for far behind his worth
Upon the very naked name of love. Come all the praises that I now bestow,)
Pro. Enough; I read your fortune in your eye : He is complete in feature, and in mind,
Was this the idol that you worship so? With all good grace to grace a gentleman.
Val. Even she; and is she not a heavenly saint? Duke. Beshrew me, sir, but if he make this good, Pro. No; but she is an earthly paragon. He is as worthy for an empress' lov
Val. Call her divine. As meet to be an emperor's counsellor.
I will not flatter her. Well, sir; this gentleman is come to me,
Val. o, fatter me; for love delights in praises. With commendation from great potentates;
Pro. When I was sick, you gave me bitter pills; And here he means to spend his lime awhile; And I must minister the like to you. I think, 'tis no unwelcome news to you.
Val. Then speak the truth by lier; if not divine, Vol. 'shonld I have wish'd a thing, it had been he. Yet let her be a principality, Loke. Welcome him then according to his worth: Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth. Silvia, I speak to you; and you. sir Thurio:
Pro. Except my mistress. For Valentine, I need not 'cites him to it:
Sweet, except not any ; I'll send him hither to you presently. [Erit DUKE.. Except thou wilt except against my love.
Val. This is the gentleman, I told your ladyship, Pro. Have I not reason to prefer mine own? Had come along with me, but that his mistress Val. And I will help thee to prefer her too: Did hold his eyes lock'd in her crystal looks. She shall be dignified with this high honor,
Sil. Belike that now she hath enfranchisid them to bear my lady's train; lest the base earth Upon some other pawn for fealty.
Should from her vesture chance to steal a kiss, Val. Nay, sure, I think she holds them prisoners And, of so great a favor growing proud, still.
Disdain to root the summer-swelling flower, Sil. Nay, then he should be blind; and being and make rough winter everlastin:ly. blind,
Pro. Why, Valentine, what braggardism is this? How could he see his way to seek out you? Val. Pardon me, Proteus; all I can, is nothing
Val. Why, lady, love hath twenty pair of eyes. To her, whose worth makes other worthies nothing; Thu. They say that love hath not an eye at all. She is alone.
Val. To see such lovers, Thurio, as yourself; Pro. Then let her alone. Upon a homely object love can wink.
Val. Not for the world : why, man, she is mine
own; Enter PROTEUS.
And I as rich in having such a jewel, Sil. Have done, have done; here comes the
As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, gentleman.
The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold, Val. Welcome, dear Proteus ! -- Mistress, I be- Forgive me, that I do not dream on thee, seech you,
Because thou seest me dote upon my love. Confirm his welcome with some special favor.
My foolish rival, that her father likes, Sil. His worth is warrant for his welcome hither, Only for his possessions are so huge, If this be be you oft have wish'd to hear from.
Is gone with her along; and I must after, Val. Mistress, it is: sweet lady, entertain him For love, thou know'st, is full of jealousy. Incite.
Pro. But she loves you ?
Ay, and we are betroth'd; Speed. Why, thou whoreson ass, thou mistakest Nay, more, our marriage hour, With all the cunning manner of our flight,
Laun. Why, fool, I meant not thee; I meant Determind of: how I must climb her window; thy master. The ladder made of cords; and all the means Speed, I tell thee, my master is become a hot lover. Plotted, and 'greed on, for my happiness.
Laun. Why, I tell thee, I care not though he Good Proteus, go with me to my chamber,
burn hiinself in love. If thou wilt go with me to In these affairs to aid me with thy counsel.
the alehouse, so; if not, thou art a Hebrew, a Jew, Pro. Go on before ; I shall inquire you forth : and not worth the name of a Christian. I must unto the road, to disembark
Speed. Why? Some necessaries that I needs must use ;
Laun. Because thou hast not so much charity And then I'll presently attend you.
in thee, as to go to the alehouse with a Christianval. Will you make haste!
Wilt thou go? Pro. I will.
(Exit VAL. Even as one heat another heat expels,
Speed. At thy service.
[Exeunt Or as one nail strength drives out another,
SCENE VI. - The same. An Apartment in the So the remembrance of my former love
Palace. Iy by a newer object quite forgotten.
Enter PROTEUS. Is it mine eye, or Valentinus' praise,
Pro. To leave my Julia, shall I be forsworn; Hur true perfection, or my false transgression, That makes me, reasonless, to reason thus?
To love fair Silvia, shall I be forsworn; She's fair; and so is Julia, that I love:
To wrong my friend, I shall be much forsworn; That I did love, for now my love is thawd;
And even that power, which gave me first my oath, Which, like a waxen image 'gainst a fire,
Provokes me to this threefold perjury. Bears no impression of the thing it was.
Love bade me swear, and love bids me forswear: Methinks, my zeal to Valentine is cold;
O sweet-suggestinga love, if thou hast sinn'd, And that I love him not, as I was wont :
Teach me, thy tempted subject, to excuse it.
At first I did 'adore a twinkling star, 0! but I love his lady too, too much; And that's the reason I love him so little.
But now I worship a celestial sun. How shall I dote on her with more advice,
Unheedful vows may heedfully be broken; That thus without advice begin to love her ?
And he wants wit, that wants resolved win
To learn bis wit to exchange the bad for better.'Tis but her picture I have yet beheld, And that hath dazzled my reason's light;
Fie, fie, unreverend tongue! to call her bad, But when I look on her perfections,
Whose sovereignty so oft thou hast preferr'd There is no reason but I shall be blind.
With twenty thousand soul-confirming oaths. If I can check my erring love, I will;
I cannot leave to love, and yet I do; If not, to compass her I'll use my skill.
But there I leave to love, where I should love.
[Exit. Julia I lose, and Valentine I lose:
If I lose them, thus find I by their loss,
For Valentine, myself; for Julia, Silvia. Milan. Laun. Forswear not thyself, sweet youth; for And Silvia, witness heaven, that made her fair !
For love is still more precious in itself. I am not welcome. I reckon this always — that a Shows Julia but a swarthy Ethiope. man is never undono, till he be hanged; nor never I will forget that Julia is alive, welcome to a place, till some certain shot be paid, Rememb ring that my love to her is dead; and the hostess say welcome.
And Valentine I'll hold an enemy, house with you presently; where, for one shot of I cannot now prove constant to myself,
Speed. Come on, you mad-cap, I'll to the ale Aiming at Silvia as a sweeter friend. five-pence, thou shalt have five thousand welcomes. Without some treachery used to Valentine:But, sirrah, how did thy master part with madam This night he meaneth with a corded ladder Julia ? Laun. Marry, after they closed in earnest, they Myself in counsel, his competitor ::
To climb celestial Silvia's chamber-window; parted very fairly in jest. Speed. But shall she marry him ?
Now presently I'll give her father notice Laun. No.
of their disguising, and pretended. tlight: Speed. How then ? shall he marry her!
Who, all enrag'd, will banish Valentine; Laun. No, neither.
For Thurio, he intends, shall wed his daughter: Şpeed. What are they broken?
But Valentine being gone, I'll quickly cross, Laun. No, they are both as whole as a fish.
By some sly trick, blunt Thurio's dull proceeding.
Love, lend me wings to make my purpose swift, Speed. Why then, how stands the matter with As thou hast lent me wit to plot this drift! [Exit. them?
Laun. Marry, thus; when it stands well with SCENE VII. — Verona. A room in Julia's House. him, it stands well with her. Speed. What an ass art thou! I understand thee
Enter Julia and LUCETTA. not.
Jul. Counsel, Lucetta; gentle girl, assist me! Laun. What a block art thou, that thou canst And, even in kind love, I do conjure thee, pot! My staff, understands me.
Who art the table wherein all my thoughts Speed. What thou say'st!
Are visibly character d and engraved, Laun. Ay, and what I do too: look thee, I'll To lesson me; and tell me some good mean, but lean, and my staff understands me.
How, with my honor, I may undertake Speed. It stands under thee, indeed.
A journey to my loving Proteus. Laun. Why stand under and understand is all Luc. Alas! the way is wearisome and long.
Jul. A true devoted pilgrim is not weary Speed. But tell me true, will’t be a match ? To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps:
Laun. Ask my dog: if he say, ay, it will; if he Much less shall she, that hath love's wings to fly: say, no, it will; if he shake his tail, and say nothing, And when the flight is made to one so dear, it will.
Of such divine perfection, as sir Proteus. Speed. The conclusion is then, that it will. Luc. Better forbear, till Proteus make return.
Laun. Thou shalt never get such a secret from Jul. O, know'st thou not, his looks are my soul's me, but by a parable.
food? Speed. "'Tis well that I get it so. But, Launce, Pity the dearth that I have pined in, how say`st thou, that my master has become a By longing for that food so long a time. notable lover ?
Didst thou but know the inly touch of love, Laun. I never knew him otherwise.
Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow, Speed. Than how!
As seek to quench the fire of love with words. Laun. A notable lubber, as thou reportest him Luc. I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire ; to be.
But qualify the fire's extreme rage,
* Tempting. • Confederate. • Intended.
Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason. Unless you have a cod-piece to stick pins on.
Jul. The more thou dam'st it up, the more it burns; Jul. Lucetta, as thou lov'st me, let me have The current, that with gentle murmur glites, What thou think’st meet, and is most mannerly : Thou know'st, being stopp d, impatiently doth' rage; But tell me,
wench, how will the world repute me, But, when his fair course is not hindered,
For undertaking so unstaid a journey? He makes sweet music with the enamel'd stones, I fear me, it will inake me scandaliz d. Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge
Luc. If you think so, then stay at home,and go not. He overtaketh in his pilgrimage ;
Jul. Nay, that I will not. And so by many winding nooks he strays,
Luc. Then never dream on infamy, but go. With willing sport to the wild ocean.
If Proteus like your journey, when you come, Then let me go, and hinder not my course : No matter who's displeas'd, when you are gone: I'll be as patient as a gentle stream,
I fear me, he will scarce be pleas'd withal. And make a pastime of each weary step,
Jul. That is the least, Lucetta, of my fear: Till the last step have brought me to my love; A thousand oaths, an ocean of his tears, And there I'll rest, as, after much turmoil,
And instances as infinite of love, A blessed soul doth in Elysium.
Warrant me welcome to my Proteus. Luc. But in what habit will you go along? Luc. All these are servants to deceitful men. Jul. Not like a woman; for I would prevent Jul. Base men that use them to so base effect! The loose encounters of lascivious men:
But truer stars did govern Proteus' birth: Gentle Lucetta, fit me with such weeds
His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles ; As may beseein some well-reputed page.
His love sincere, his thoughts immaculate; Luc. Why, then your ladyship must cut your hair. His tears pure inessengers sent from his heart;
Jul. No, girl; I'n knit it up in silken strings, His heart as far from fraud, as heaven from earth. With twenty odd-conceited true-love knots:
Luc. Pray heaven, he prove so, when you come To be fantastic may become a youth
to him! Of_greater time than I shall show to be.
Jul. Now, as thou lov'st me, do him not that Luc. What fashion, madain, shall I make your
wrong, breeches ?
To bear a hard opinion of his truth: Jul. That fits as well, as —"tell me, good my Only deserve my love, by loving him; lord,
And presently go with me to my chamber What compass will you wear your farthingalc?”
?" To take a note of what I stand in need of, Why, even that fashion thou best lik’st, Lucetta. To furnish me upon my longing journey. Luc. You must needs have them with a cod- All that is mine I leave at thy dispose, piece, madam.
My goods, my lands, my repulation; Jul. Out, out, Lucetta! that will be ill-favor d. Only in lieu thereof, dispatch me hence : Luc. A round hose, madam, now's not worth a Come, answer not, but to it presently; pin,
I am impatient of my tarriance. (Exeunt.
SCENE 1.- Milan. An Ante-room in the Duke's | And thence she cannot be convey'd away.
Pro. Know, noble lord, they have devis'd a mean
How he her chamber window will ascend,
And with a corded ladder fetch her down; Dike. Sir Thurin, give us leave, I pray, awhile; For which the youthful lover now is gone, We have some secrets to conter about.
And this way comes he with it presently;
(Erit Tuurso. Where, if it please you, you may intercept him. Now, tell me, Proteus, what's your will with me? Pro. My gracious lord, that which I would dis That my discovery be not aimed: at;
But, good my lord, do it so cunningly, cover,
For love of you, not hate unto my friend,
Hath made me publisher of this pretence.
Duke. Upon mine honor, he shall never know
That I had any light from thee of this. My duty pricks me on to vtter that
Pro. Adieu, my lord ; sir Valentine is coming. Which else no worldly good should draw from me.
[Exit. Know, worthy prince, sir Valentine, my friend, This night intends to steal away your daughter;
Enter VALENTINE. Myself am one made privy to the plot.
Duke. Sir Valentine, whither away so fast? I know, you have determind to bestow her
Val. Please it your grace, there is a messenger On Thurio, whom your gentle daughter hates ; That stays to bear my letters to my friends, And should she thus be stolen away from you, And I am going to deliver them. It would be much vexation to your age.
Duke. Be they of much import? Thus, for my duty's sake, I rather choose
Val. The tenor of them doth but signify To cross my friend in his intended drift,
My health, and happy being at your court. Than, ly concealing it, heap on your head
Duke. Nay, tbeli, no matter; stay with me awhile. A pack of sorrows, which would press you down, I am to break with thee of some affairs, Being unprevented, to your timeless grave.
That touch me near, wherein thou must be secret. Duke. Proteus, I thank thee for thine honest care; Tis not unknown to thee, that I have sought Which to requite, command me while I live. To match my friend, sir Thurio, to my daughter. This love of theirs myself have often seen,
Vul. I know it well, my lord; and, sure, the match Haply, when they have judged me fast asleep; Were rich and honorable; besides, the gentleman And oftentimes have purpos'd to forbid
Is full of virtue, bounty, worth, and qualities Sir Valentine her company, and my court: Beseeming such a wife as your fair daughter: But, fearing lest my jealous aim: might err, Cannot your grace win her to fancy him? And so, unworthily, disgrace the man,
Duke. No, trust me; she is peevish, sullen, for (A rashness that I ever yet have shunnid,)
ward, I gave him gentle looks; thereby to find
Proud, disobedient, stubborn, lacking duty;
Upon advice, hath drawn my love from her;
And, where I thought the remnant of mine age • Trouble.
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