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Is she kind, as she is fair ?'
And by and by intend to chide myself,
Pro. I grant, sweet love, that I did love a lady;
But she is dead. And, being help’d, inhabits there,
'Twere false, if I should speak it,
For, I am sure, she is not buried. [.Aside. Then to Silvia let us sing,
Sil. Say, that she be; yet Valentine, thy friend, That Silvia is ercelling;
Survives; to whom, thyself art witness,
I am betroth'd: And art thou not asham'd
To wrong him with thy importúnacy ?
Pro. Ulikewise hear, that Valentine is dead.
Sil. And so, suppose, am I; for in his grave, Host. How now? are you sadder than you were Assure thysell, my love is buried. before ?
Pro. Sweet lady, let me rake it from the earth. How do you, man? the music likes you not. Sil. Go to thy lady's grave, and call her's thence; Jul. You mistake; the musician likes me not. Or, at the least, in her's sepulchre thine. Host. Why, my pretty youth?
Jul. He heard not that.
(.Aside. Jid. He plavs false, father.
Pro. Madam, if your heart be so obdurate, Host. How? out of tune on the strings ? Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love, Jul. Not so; but yet so false that he grieves my The picture that is hanging in your chamber; very heart-strings.
To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and weep; Host. You have a quick ear.
For, since the substance of your perfect sell Juu. Ay, I would I were deas! it makes me have Is cise devoted, I am but a shadow; a slow heart.
And to your shadow I will make true love. Host. I perceive, you delight not in music. Jul. Ir 'twere a substance, you would, sure, Juul. Not a whit, when it jars so.
deceive it, Ilost. Hark, what fine change is in the music! And make it but a shadow, as I am. (Aside. Jid. Ay; that change is the spite.
Si'. I am very loth to be your idol, sir ; Host. You would have them always play but But, since your falsehood shall become you well one thing?
To worship shadows, and adore (alse shapes, Jul. I would always have one play but one Send to me in the morning, and I'll send it : thing.
And so good rest. But, host, doth this sir Proteus, that we talk on, Pro.
As wretches have o'er-night, Onen resort unto this gentlewoman?
That wait for execution in the morn. Hasl. I tell you what Launce, his man, told me, (Exeunt Proteus; and Silvia, from above. he loved her out of all nick.'
Jul. Host, will you go? Jul. Where is Launcc ?
Host. By my halidom, I was fast asleep. Hosi. Gone to seek his dog; which, to-morrow, Jul. Pray you, where lies sir Proteus ? by his master's command," he must carry for a Host. Marry, at my house : 'Trust me, I think present to his lady.
'lis almost day. Jud. Peace! stand aside! the company parts. Jul. Not so; but it hath been the longest night Pro. Sir Thurio, fear not you! I will so plead, That e'er I watch'd, and the most heaviest. That you shall say, my cunning drift excels.
(Ereunt. Thi, Where meet we? Pro. At saint Gregory's well.
SCENE III.-The same. Enter Eglamour. Thu. Farewell. (Exeunt Thurio and Musicians. 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.
Silvia appears above, at her window.
Who calls ? Pro. One, lady, if you knew his purc heart's
Your servant, and your friend ; You'd quickly' learn to know him by his voice.
One that attends your ladyship’s command. Sil. Sir Proteus, as I take it.
Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good-mor-
Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself.
According to your ladyship's impose, 3
Sil. O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman
(Think not, I Natter, for, I swear, I do not,) To be seduc'd by thy flattery,
Valiant, wise, remorseful, well accomplishd. That hast deceiv'd so many with thy vows ?
Thou art not ignorant, what dear good will
I bear unto the banish'd Valentine;
Nor how my father would enforce me marry
Vain Thurio, whom my very soul abhorr’d.
Thyself hast lov’d; and I have heard thee say,
As when thy lady and thy true love died,
(3) Injunction, commınd. (4) Pitiful. F
Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity. served me, when I took my leave of madam Silvia
" , as i Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine, To Mantua, where, I hear, he makes abode; When didst thou see me heave up my leg, and makc And, for the ways are dangerous to pass, water against a gentlewoman's farthingale ? didst I do desire thy, worthy company,
thou ever sce me do such a trick ?
Enter Proteus and Julia.
Pro. Sebastian is thy name ? I like thee well, 'Po keep me from a most unholy match,
And will employ thee in some service presently. Which heaven and fortune still reward with Jul. In what you please ;-I will do what I can. plagues.
Pro. I hope, thou wilt. - How now, you whoreI do desire thee, even from a heart
son peasant ?
ito Launce. As full of sorrows as the sea of sands,
Wherc have you been these two days loitering ? To bear me company, and go with me:
Laun. Marry, sir, I carried mistress Silvia the If not, to hide what I have said to thee,
dog you bade me. That I may venture to depart alonc.
Pro. And what says she, to my little jewel ? Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances; Laun. Marry, she says, your dog was a cur; Which since I know they virtuously arc plac'd, and tells you, currish thanks is good enough for I give consent to go along with you;
such a present. Recking' as little what betideth ine,
Pro. But she received my dog ? As much I wish all good bcfortunc you.
Larn. No, indeed, she did not: here have 1 When will you go?
brought him back again. Sil.
This evening coming. Pro. What, didst thou offer her this from mc? Egl. Where shall I meet you?
Laun. Ay, 'sir ; the other squirrel was stolen sil.
At friar Patrick's cell, from me by the hangman's boys in the marketWhere I intend holy confession.
place: and then I offer'd her mine own; who is a Egl. I will not fil your ladyship:
dog as big as ten of yours, and therefore the gift Good-morrow, gentle lady.
the greater. Sil. Good-morrow, kind sir Eglamour. Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again,
(Exeunt. Or ne'er return again unto my sight.
Away, I say: Stay'st thou to vex me here? SCENE IV.-The sanie. Enter Launce, with A slave, that, still an end,' turns me to shame.
Sebastian, I have entertained thee,
That can with some discretion do my business, him, look you, it goes hard: one that I brought up For 'tis no trusting to yon foolish lowt: of a puppy'; one that I saved from drowning, when But chictly, for thy face, and thy behaviour ; three or four of his blind brothers and sisters went Which (it' my augury deceive me not) to it! I have taught him-even as one would say Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth: precisely, Thus I would teach a des. I was sent Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thce. io deliver him, as a present to mistress Silvia, from Go presently, and take this ring with thec, my master; and I came no sooner into the dining; Deliver it to madam Silvia : chamber, but he stcps me to her trencher, and steals her capon's ler. O'tis a foul thing, 'when She loved me well, delivered it to me.
Jul. It seems you loved her not, to leave her a cur cannot keep himself in all compinies! | token : would have, as one should say, one that takes upon She's dead, belike. him to be a dog indeed, to be, as it were, a dog at
Not so; I think, she lives. all things. If I had not had more wit than he, to
Jul. Alas! take a fault upon me that he did, I think verily he had been hanged for't;
Pro. Why dost thy cry, alas! sure as I live, he had suf
Jul. I cannot choose but pity her. fered for't: you shall julge. He thrusts me him
Pro. Wherefore should'st thou pity her? sell into the company of three or four gentlemen
Jul. Because, incthinks, that she loved you as like dogs, under ihe duke's table: he had not been
well there (bless the mark) a pissing while; but all the As you do love your lady Silvia : chamber smelt him. Onil with the dog, says one ; She dreams on him, that has forgot her love ; Whal cur is that ? says another; Whip him out, You dote on her, that carcs not for your love. says the third; Hang him up, says the duke. 1, 'Tis pity, love should be so contrary; having been acquainted wiúi the smell before: And thinking on it makes me cry, alas! knew it was Crab; and gocs me to the fellow that
Pro. Well, give her that ring, and therewithal whips the dogs: Friend, quoth I, you mean to This letter ;-that's her chamber.-Tell my lady, whip the dog ? Ay, marry, do I, quoth he..,Yon i clain the promise for her heavenly picturc. do him the more wrong, quoth 1 ; 'twas I did the Your message done, hie home unto my chamber, ching you wol of. llc makes me no more ado, Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary. but whips me out of the chamber. How many
(Eril Proteus. masters would do this for their servant? Nay, I'll
Jul. How many women would do such a mes. be sworn, I have sat in the stocks for puddings he
sa ge ? hath siolen, otherwise he had been executed: 'Alas, poor Proteus ! thou hast entertain's have stood on the pillory for geese he hath killed, A los, to be the shepherd of thy lambs : otherwise he had suffered for't; thou think’st not Alas, poor fool! Why do I pity him of this now !-Nay, I reincniber the trick you That with his very heart despiseth me?
Because he loves her, he despiseth me; (1) Caring. (2) Restrain. (3) In the end. Because I love him, 1 must pity him.
This ring I gave him, when he parted from me, As if the garment had been made for me :
And, at that time, I made her weep a-good,
Which I so lively acted with my tears,
Wept bitierly; and, would I might be dead,
Alas, poor lady! desolate and left!-
! weep myself, to think upon thy words.
Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee this Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my mean For thy sweet mistress' sake, because ihou lov'st her. To bring me where to speak with madam Silvia. Farewell.
(Exit Silvia. Sil. What would you with her, if that I be she ? Jul. And she shall thank you for't, if e'er you Jud. If you be she, I do entreat your patience
know her.To hear me speak the message I am sent on. A virtuous gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful. Sil, From whom?
I hope my master's suit will be but cold, Jud. From my master, sir Proteus, madam. Since she respects my mistress' love so inuch. S2, 0!-He sends you for a picture ? Alas, how love can trifle with itself! Jul. Ay, madam.
Here is her picture: Let me see; I think, Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there.
If I had such a tire,' this face of mine
(Piclure brought. Were full as lovely as is this of hers :
Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter. If that be all the difference in his love,
I'll get me such a colour'd periwig. Delivered you a paper that I should not; Her eyes are grey as glass; and so arc minc: This is the letter to your ladyship.
Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine's as higha Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again. What should it be, that he respects in her, Jul. It may not be; good madam, pardon me. But I can make respective in myself, Sil. There, hold.
If this fond love were not a blinded god ?
And, were there sense in his idolatry,
Sil. The more shame for him that he sends it me; I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress' sake,
I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes, Though his false finger hath profan'd the ring, To make my master out of love with thee. (Exil. Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong.
Jul. She thanks you.
SCENE 1.-The_same. Sil. Dost thou know her ?
An abbey. Enter Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself:
Eglamour. To think upon her woes, I do protest,
Egl. The sun begins to gild the western sky; That I have wept a hundred several times,
And now, it is about the very hour Sil. Belike, she thinks that Proteus hath forsook That Silvia, at Patrick's cell, should meet me. her.
She will not fail; for lovers break not hours,
So much they spur their expedition.
See, where she comes : Lady, a happy evening' But since she did neglect her looking-glass,
Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour !
Out at the postern by the abbey-wall; And threw her sun-expelling mask away,
I fear, I am attended by some spics. The air hath starv'd the roscs in her cheeks,
Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues And pinch'd the liy-tincture of her face, That now she is become as black as I.
If we recover that, we are sure enough. (Exeunt. Sil. How tall was she ? Jul. About my stature: for, at Pentecost,! SCENE II.-The same. An apartment in the When all our pageants of delight were play'd, Duke's palace. Enter Thurio, Proteus, and Our youth got mc to play the woman's part,
Julia. And I was trimm'd in madam Julia's gown,
Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit ? Which served ine as fit by all men's judgment,
(2) In good carnest. (3) Head-dress. (1) Whitsuntide.
(4) Respectable. (5) Safe.
Pro. O, sir, I find her milder than she was; Be patient, we must bring you to our captain. And yet she takes exceptions at your person.
Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one Thi. What, that my leg is too long ? Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently. Pro. No; that it is too little.
2 Out. Come, bring her away. Thu. I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat i Jut. Where is the gentleman that was with rounder.
her? Pro. But will not be spurr'd to what it 3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath out-run us, loaths,
But Moyscs, and Valerius, follow him. Thu. What says she to my face?
Go thou with her to the west end of the wood, Pro. She says, it is a fair one.
There is our captain: we'll follow him that's fled; Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies; my face is The thicket is beset, he cannot 'scape. black.
i Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's Pro. Dut pearls are fair; and the old saying is, Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes. Fear not; he bears an honourable mind, Jul. 'Tis true; such pearls as put out ladies' And will not use a woman lawlessly. eyes ;
Sil. O Valentine, this I endure for thee! For I had rather wink than look on them. (Aside.
(Exeunt. Thu. How likes she my discourse ? Pro. III, when you talk of war.
SCENE IV. Another part of the Forest, Thu. But well, when I discourse of love, and
Enler Valentine. peace? Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your
Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man peace.
[.1side. This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, Thu. What says she to my valour?
I better brook than flourishing peopled towns : Pro, 0, sir, she makes no doubt of that. Here can I sit alone, unseen of any, Jul. She needs not, when she knows it coward- And, to the nightingale's complaining notes, ice.
(Aside. Tune my distresses, and recordó my woes. Thu. What says she to my birth?
O thou that dost inhabit in my breast, Pro. That you are well deriv’d.
Leave not the mansion so long tenantless ; Jul. True; from a gentleinan to a fool. (.Aside. Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall, Thu. Considers she my possessions ?
And leave no memory of what it was! Pro. 0, ay; and pitics them.
Repair me with thy presence, Silvia ; Thu. VÍherefore ?
Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain !Jul. That such an ass should owe them. [ Aside. What halloing, and what stir, is this to-day? Pro. That they are out by lease.
These are my mates, that make their wills their Jul. IIere comes the duke.
Have some unhappy passenger in chace:
They love me well; yet I have much to do,
Withdraw thee, Valentine ; who's this comes here? Thu. Not I.
(Steps aside. Pro.
Enter Proteus, Silvia, and Julia.
Neither. Duke. Why, then she's Ned unto that peasant (Though you respect not aught your servant doth, )
Pro. Madam, this service I have done for you Valentine; And Eglamour is in her company.
To hazard life, and rescuc you from him 'Tis true; for friar Laurence met them both,
That would have forc'd your honour and your
love. As he in penance wander'd throngh the forest : Him he knew well, and guess'd that it was she;
Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look ; But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it:
A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, Desides, she did intend confession
And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give.,
Val. How like a dream is this I see and hear? At Patrick's cell this even ; and there she was not: These likelihoods confirm her light from hence.
Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile. (Aside. Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse,
Sil. O miscrable, unhappy that I am ! But mount you presently; and mect with me
Pro. Unhappy, were you, madam, ere I came ; Upon the rising of ihe mountain foot
But, by my coming, I have made you happy. That leads towards Mantua, whither they are sed :
Sil. By ihy approach thou mak'st me most un Despatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. (Exit.
happy. Thi. Why, this it is to be a peevishạ girl,
Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your That sies her fortune when it follows her:
Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion,
Rather than have false Proteus rescue me.
Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love, Whose life's as tender to me as my soul ;
. And full as much (for more there cannot be,)
I do detcst false perjur'd Proteus :
Therefore be gone, solicit me no morc.
Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next
death, Out. Come, come:
Would I not undergo for one calm look ? 0) Own. (2) Foolish. (3) Careless,
(4) Sing. (5) Reward.
0, 'tis the curse in love, and still approv'd,! Pro. How! Julia ! When women cannot love where they're belov'd. Juil. Behold her that gave aım’ to all thy oaths, Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's Ard entertain'd them deeply in her heart: belor'd.
How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root !
Such an immodest raiment; if shame live
It is the lesser blot, modesty finds,
heaven! were man Pro.
In love, But constant, he were perfect: that one error Who respects friend ?
Fills him with faults; makes him run through all
Let me be blest to make this happy close;
I'll force thce yield to my desire. "Twere pity two such friends should be long focs. Val. Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch; Pro. Bear witness, heaven, I have my wish for Thou friend of an ill fashion! Pro.
Jul. And I have mine. Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or love;
Enter Out-laws, with Duke and Thurio. (For such is a friend now,) treacherous man!
Onit. Thou hast beguild my hopes; nought but mine
A prize, a prize, a prize! eye
Val. Forbear, I say; It is my lord the duke. Could have persuaded me: Now I dare not say
Your grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd,
Sir Valentine ! is perjur'd to the bosom? Proteus,
Thi. Yonder is Silvia ; and Silvia's minc. I am sorry, I must never trust thec more,
Val. Thurio, give back, or else enıbrace thy But count the world a stranger for thy sake.
death; The private wound is deepest : 0 time, inos
curst! Come not within the measure of my wrath : •Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst: Do not name Silvia thine; if once again, Pro. My shaine and guilt confounds me.
Milan shall not behold thee." Ilere she stands, Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrow
Take but possession of her with a touch!-Be a sufficient ransom for offence,
I dare thee but to breathe upon my love.-I tender it here ; I do as truly suiler,
Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I ;
I hold him but a fool, that will endanger
His body for a girl that loves him not:
1 claim her not, and therefore she is thine. Who by repentance is not satistied,
Duke. The more degenerate and base art Thou Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleas'd; To make such means for her as thou hast done, By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeas'd :
And leave her on such slight conditions.And, that my love may appear plain and free,
Now, by the honour of iny ancestry, All that was mine in Silvia, I give thee.
I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine, Jul. O me, unhappy!
And think thee worthy of an empress' love. Pro. Look to the boy.
Know then, I here forget all former griefs, Val. Why, boy! why, wag! how now? what Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again. is the matter?
Plead a new state in thy unrivallis merit, Look up ; speak.
To which I thus subscribe,-sir Valentine, Jul.
O good sir, my master charg'd mc Thou art a gentleman, and well derivd; To deliver a ring to madam Silvia ;
Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her. Which, out of my neglect, was never done.
Val. I thank your grace; the gis hath made me Pro. Where is that ring, boy? Juu. Here 'uis: this is it. [Gives a ring. I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake, Pro. Ilow! let me see:
To grant one boon that I shall ask of you. Why this is the ring I gave to Julia.
Duke. I grant it, for thine own, whate'er it be. Jul. O, ery you mercy, sir, I have mistook ; Val. Thesc banish'd men, that I have kept This is the ring you sent to Silvia.
withal, (Shows another ring. Are men endued with worthy qualities; Pro. But, how cam’st thou by this ring ? at my And let them be recallid from their exile :
Forgive them what they have committed here, depart, I gave this untó Julia.
They are reformed, civil, full of good, Jul. And Julia herself did give it me;
And fit for great employment, worthy lord. And Julia hersell hath brought it hither,
Duke. Thou hast prevaild: I pardon them and
Dispose of them, as thou know'st their deserts, (!) Felt, experienced. (2) Direction, (3) An allusion to cleaving the pin in archery, (4) Length of my sword, (5) Interest