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Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise here- | And the particular accidents, gone by,
And seek for grace: What a thrice-double ass
Go to; away!
Seb. Or stole it, rather.
[Exeunt CAL. STK, and TRIN. Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train,
To my poor cell where you shall take your
Since I came to this isle: And in the morn,
To hear the story of your life, which must
Ir is observed of THE TEMPEST, that its plan is regular: this the author of THE REVISAL thinks, what I think too, an accidental effect of the story, not intended or regarded by our author. But, whatever might be Shakspeare's intention in forming or adopting the plot, he has made it instrumental to the production of many characters, diversified with boundless invention, and preserved with profound skill in nature, extensive knowledge of opinions, and accurate observation of life. In a single drama are here exhibited princes, courtiers, and sailors, all speaking in their real characters. There is the agency of airy spirits, and of an earthly goblin. The operations of magic, the tumults of a storm, the adventures of a desert island, the native effusion of untaught affection, the punishment of guilt, and the final happi ness of the pair for whom our passions and reason are equally interested. JOHNSON.
DUKE OF MILAN, father to Silvia.
PROTEUS, "} Gentlemen of Verona.
ANTONIO, father to Proteus.
THURIO, a foolish rival to Valentine.
PANTHINO, servant to Antonio.
JULIA, a lady of Verona, beloved by Proteus.
Scene,-sometimes in Verona ; sometimes in Milan; and on the frontiers of Mantua.
SCENE L An open place in Verona,
Enter VALENTINE and PROTEUS.
Even as I would, when I to love begin.
Think on thy Proteus, when thou, haply, seest
Val. That's on some shallow story of deep
Tal. No, I'll not, for it boots thee not.
If lost, why then a grievous labour won;
Pro. So, by your circumstance, you call me
Val. So, by your circumstance, I fear, you'll
Pro. 'Tis love you cavil at; I am not Love.
Val. And writers say, As the most forward
Once more adieu: my father at the road
At Milan let me hear from thee by letters,
Pro. All happiness bechance to thee in Milan!
• A humorous punishment at harvest-home feasts, &c.'
letter to Julia?
Speed. Ay, sir: I, a lost mutton, gave your letter to her, a laced mutton*; and she, a laced mutton, gave me, a lost mutton, nothing for my labour.
Pro. Here's too small a pasture for such a store of muttons.
Speed. If the ground be overcharged, you were best stick her.
Pro. Nay, in that you are astray; 'twere best pound you.
Speed. Nay, sir, less than a pound shall serve me for carrying your letter.
Pro. You mistake; I mean the pound, a pinfold.
Speed. From a pound to a pin? fold it over and over, [your lover. 'Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter to Pro. But what said she? did she nod? [SPEED nods.
Pro. Nod, I? why, that's noddy t. Speed. You mistock, sir; I say, she did nod: and you ask me, if she did nod; and I say, I. Pro. And that set together, is-noddy. Speed. Now you have taken the pains to set it together, take it for your pains.
Pro. No, no, you shall have it for bearing the letter.
Speed. Well, I perceive, I must be fain to bear with you.
Pro. Why, sir, how do you bear with me? Speed. Marry, sir, the letter very orderly; having nothing but the word, noddy, for my pains.
A term for a courtezan. Give me a six-pence."
Pr. Beshrew me, but you have a quick wit. Speed. And yet it cannot overtake your slow purse.
Pro. Come, come, open the matter in brief: What said she?
Speed. Open your purse, that the money, and the matter, may be both at once delivered. Pro. Well, sir, here is for your pains: What said she?
Sp. Truly, sir, I think you'll hardly win her. Pro. Why? Could'st thou perceive so much from her?
Speed. Sir, I could perceive nothing at all from her; no, not so much as a ducat for delivering your letter: And being so hard to me that brought your mind, I fear, she'll prove as hard to you in telling her mind. Give her no token but stones; for she's as hard as steel.
Pro. What, said she nothing?
Speed. No, not so much as-take this for thy pains. To testify your bounty, I thank you, you have testern'd§ me; "in requital whereof, henceforth carry your letters yourself: and so, sir, I'll commend you to my master. Pro. Go, go, be gone, to save your ship from wreck;
Which cannot perish, having thee aboard,
Garden of Julia's house.
Enter JULIA and LUCETTA. Jul. But say, Lucetta, now we are alone, Would'st thou then counsel me to fall in love? Luc. Ay, madam; so you stumble not un
Jul. Of all the fair resort of gentlemen, That every day with parle encounter me, In thy opinion, which is worthiest love?"
Luc. Please you, repeat their names, I'll shew my mind
According to my shallow simple skill.
Jul. How now! what means this passion at his name?
Luc. Pardon, dear madam; 'tis a passing That 1, unworthy body as I am, [shame, Should censure thus on lovely gentlemen. Jul. Why not on Proteus, as of all the rest? Luc. Then thus,of many good I think Jul. Your reason? [him best.
Luc. I have no other but a woman's reason; I think him so, because I think him so.
Jul. And would'st thou have me cast my love on him? [away. Luc. Ay, if you thought your love not cast Jul. Why he of all the rest hath never mov'd [loves ye. Luc. Yet he of all the rest, I think, best Jul. His little speaking shews his love but small. [of all. Luc. Fire, that is closest kept burns most Jul. They do not love, that do not shew their love.
Luc. O, they love least, that let men know
He would have given it you, but I being in the
It were a shame to call her back again,
And ask remission for my folly past:-
Luc. Madam, it will not lie where it conUnless it have a false interpreter. [cerns, Jul. Some love of your's hath writ to you in rhyme.
Luc. That I might sing it, madam, to a tune:
And yet, methinks, I do not like this tune.
Luc. No, madam; it is too sharp.
Luc. Indeed, I bid the base for Proteus. Jul. This babble shall not henceforth trouble Here is a coil¶ with protestation !— [me.
[Tears the letter. Go, get you gone; and let the papers lie: You would be fingering them, to anger me. Luc. She makes it strange; but she would be best pleas'd
To be so anger'd with another letter.
O hateful hands, to tear such loving words!
I throw thy name against the bruising stones,
And thus I search it with a sovereign kiss.
+ Passion or obstinacy." A challenge.
Jul. Well, let us go.
Luc. What, shall these papers lie like telltales here? [up. Jul. If you respect them, best to take them "Luc. Nay, I was taken up for laying them down:
Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold. Jul. I see, you have a month's mind to them. Luc. Ay, madam, you may say what sights
| Are journeying to salute the emperor, And to commend their service to his will. Ant. Good company; with them shall Proteus go! [him ş. And, in good time,-now will we break with Enter PROTEUS.
Pro. Sweet love! sweet lines! sweet life!
Here is her hand, the agent of her heart; Here is her oath for love, her honour's pawn:
I see things too, although you judge I wink., that our fathers would applaud our loves,
The same. A Room in Antonio's House. Enter ANTONIO and PANTHINO.
Ant. Tell me, Panthino, what sad talk was that
Wherewith my brother held you in the cloister?
Pan. Twas of his nephew Proteus, yourson. Ant. Why, what of him? Pan. He wonder'd, that your lordship Would suffer him to spend his youth at home; While other men, of slender reputation †, Put forth their sons to seek preferment out: Some, to the wars, to try their fortune there; Some, to discover islands far away;, Some, to the studious universities. For any, or for all these exercises, He said, that Proteus, your son, was meet; And did request me, to impórtune you, To let him spend his time no more at home, Which would be great impeachment to his age, In having known no travel in his youth.
Ant. Nor need'st thou much impórtune me to that
Whereon this month I have been hammering.
Pan. Twere good, I think, your lordship sent him thither:
There shall he practise tilts and tournaments,
Ant. I like thy counsel; well hast thou advis'd:
With other gentlemen of good esteem,
ofer Break the matter to him.
Ant. How now? what letter are you reading [or two Pro. May't please your lordship, 'tis a word Of commendation sent from Valentine, Delivered by a friend that came from him. Ant. Lend me the letter; let me see what [writes Pro. There is no news, my lord; but that he How happily he lives, how well belov❜d, And daily graced by the emperor; Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune. Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish? Pro. As one relying on your lordship's will, And not depending on his friendly wish.
Ant. My will is something sorted with his wish:
Muse not that I thus suddenly proceed;
To-morrow be in readiness to go:
Pro. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided;
No more of stay; to-morrow thou must go.Come on, Panthino; you shall be employ'd To hasten on his expedition,
[Exeunt ANT. and PAN. Pro. Thus have I shunn'd the fire, for fear of burning;
And dreich'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd:
I fear'd to shew my father Julia's letter,
The uncertain glory of an April day;