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Thu. And thy advice this night I'll put in Thrust from the company of awful inen: practice :

Myself was from Verona banished Therefore, sweet Proteus, my direction-giver, For practising to steal away a lady, Let us into the city presently

An heir, and near allied into the Luke. To sort some gentlemen weil skill'd in music: 2 Out. And I from Mantua, for a gentleman, I have a sonnet, that will serve the turn, Whom, in my mood,+ I stabb'd unto the heart. To give the onset to thy good advice.

1 Out. And I, for such like petty crimes as Duke. About it gentlemen.

these. Pro. We'll wait upon your grace till after But to the purpose,-(for we cite our faults, supper:

That they may hold excus'd our lawless lives,) And afterward determine our procecdings. And, partly, seeing you are beautified Duke. Even now about it; I will pardon you. With goodly shape ; and by your own report

(Exeunt. A linguist; and a man of such perfection,

As we do in our quality much want;-

2 Out. Indeed, because you are a banish'd SCENE 1.-A Forest, near Mantua.

man, Enter certain Or'TLAWS.

Therefore, above the rest, we parley to you:

Are you content to be our general ? 1 Out. Fellows, stand fast; I see a passenger. To make a virtue of necessity, 2 Out. If there be ten, shrink not, but down And live, as we do, in this wilderness? with 'em.

3 Out. What say'st thou? wilt thou be of our

consórt? Enter VALENTINE and SPEED.

Say, ay, and be the captain of us all: 3 Out. Stand, Sir, and throw us that you have we'll do thee homage, and be rul'd by thee, about you;

Love thee as our commander, and our king. If not, we'll make you sit, and rifle you.

1 Out. But if thou scorn our courtesy, thou Speed. Sir, we are undone! these are the

diest. villains

2 Out. Thou shalt not live to brag what we That all the travellers do fear so much.

have offer'd. Val. My friends,

Val. I take your offer, and will live with i Out. That's not so, Sir; we are your enemies. Provided that you do no outrages (you; 2 Out. Peace; we'll hear him.

On silly women, or poor passengers. 3 Out. Ay, by my beard, will we;

3 Out. No, we detest such vile base practices. For he's a propert man.

Come, go with us, we'll bring thee to our Val. Then know, that I have little wealth to

crews, A man I am, cross'd with adversity: [lose; And show thee all the treasure we have got; My riches are these poor habiliments, Which, with ourselves, all rest at thy dispose. Oi which if you should here disturnish me,

(Exeunt. You take the sum and substance that I have. 2 Out. Whither travel you?

SCENE II.-Milun.-Court of the Paluce. Val. To Verona. i Out. Whence came you?

Enter PROTEUS. Val. From Milan.

Pro. Already have I been false to Valentine, 3 Out. Have you long sojourned there?

And now I must be as unjust to Thurio. Val. Some sixteen months; and longer might Under the colour of comniending him, have said,

I have access my own love to prefer; If crooked fortune bad not thwarted me.

But Silvia is too fair, too true, too holy, 1 Out. What, were you banish'd thence?

To be corrupted with my worthless gifts. Val. I was.

When I protest true loyalty to her, 2 Out. For what offence?

She twits me with my falsehood to my friend; Val. For that which now torments me to When to her beauty I commend my vows, rehearse:

She bids me think, how I have been forsworn I kill'd a man, whose death I much repent;

In breaking faith with Julia whom I lov'd: But yet I slew him mantully in fight,

And, notwithstanding all her sudden quips,t Without false vantage, or base treachery. The least whereof would quell a lover's hope, 1 Out. Why ne'er repent it, if it were done Yet, spaniel-like, the more she spurns my love, so:

The more it grows and fawneth on her still. Bat were you banish'd for so small a fault?

But here comes Thurio: now must we to her Val. I was, and held me glad of such a dooin.

window, 1 Out. Have you the tougues ?

And give some evening music to her ear.
Val. My youthful travel therein made me
Or else I often had been miserable. [happy;

Enter Thurio, and Musicians.
3 Out. By the bare scalp of Robin Hood's
fat friar,

Thu. How now, Sir Proteus? are you crept This fellow were a king for our wild faction.

before us? 1 Out. We'll have him; Sirs, a word.

Pro. Ay, gentle Thurio; for, you know, that Speed. Master, be one of them;

love It is an honourable kind of thievery,

Will creep in service where it cannot go. Val. Peace, villain!

Thu. Ay, but, I hope, Sir, that you love not 2 Out. Tell us this: Have you any thing to

here. take to?

Pro. Sir, but I do; or else I would be hence. Val. Nothing, but my fortune.

Thu, Whom? Silvia? 3 Out. Know then, that some of us are gen- Pro. Ay, Silvia,--for your sake. tlemen,

Thu. I thank you for your own. Now, genSuch as the fury of ungovern'd youth,

Let's tune, and to it lustily a while. [tlemen, • Choose out + Well-looking. Languages. • Lawful. + Anger, resentment. Passionate reproaches.

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Enter Host, at a distance; and Julia in boy's Sil. Sir Proteus, as I take it. clothes.

Pro. Sir Proteus, gentle lady, and your

servant. Host. Now, my young guest! methinks you're allycholy; I pray you, why is it?

Sil. What is your will ? Jul. Marry, mine host, because I cannot be

Pro. That I may compass yours. merry.

Sil. You have your wish; my will is even Host. Come, we'll have you merry: I'll bring

this, you where you will hear music, and see the That presently you hie you home to bed. gentleman that you ask'd for.

Thou subtle, perjur'd, false, disloyal man!. Jul. But shall I hear him speak?

Think'st thou, I am so shallow, so conceitless, Host. Ay, that you shall.

To be seduced by thy flattery, Jul. That will be music, [Music plays.

That hast deceiv'd so many with thy vows? Host. Hark! hark !

Return, return, and make thy love amends. Jul. Is he among these?

For me,-by this pale queen of night I swear, Hist. Ay: but peace, let's hear 'em.

I am so far from granting thy request,

That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit;

And by and by intend to chide myself,
Who is Silvia? What is she,

Even for this time I spend in talking to thee. Thut all our swains commend her ?

Pro. I grant, sweet love, that I did love a Holy, fair, and wise is she;

But she is dead.

[lady; The heuvens such grace did lend her Jul. 'Twere false if I should speak it; That she might admired be.

For, I am sure, she is not buried. (Aside. Is she kind, as she is fuir?

Sil. Say, that she be; yet Valentine, thy

For beauty lives with kindness:
Love doth to her eyes repair,

Survives; to whom, thyself art witness,
To help him of his blindness;

I am betroth’d: And art thou not asham'd
And, being help'd, inhabits there.

To wrong him with thy importúnacy?

Pro. I likewise hear, that Valentine is dead. Then to Silria let us sing,

Sil. And so, suppose, am I; for in his grave That Silvia is excelling;

Assure thyself, my love is buried. She ercels each mortal thing,

Pro. Sweet lady, let me rake it from the Upon the dull earth dwelling :

earth. To her let us garlands bring.

Sil. Go to thy lady's grave, and call hers Host. How now? are you sadder than you Or, at the least, in hers sepulchre thine.

thence; were before?

Jul. He heard not that.

[Aside. How do you, man? the music likes you not. Jul. You mistake; the musician lıkes me not. Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love,

Pro. Madam, if your heart be so obdurate, Jost. Why, my pretty youth?

The picture that is hanging in your chamber; Jul. He plays false, father. Host. How' out of tune on the strings ?

To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and weep: Jul. Not so; but yet so false that he grieves Is else devoted, I am but a shadow;

For, since the substance of your perfect seli my very heart-strings. 'Host. You have a quick ear.

And to your shadow I will make true love.

Jul. It'were a substance, you would, sure, Jud. Ay, I would I were deaf! it makes me Dave a slow heart.

deceive it,

And make it but a shadow, as I am. [Aside. Host. I perceive, you delight not in music. Jul, Not a whit, when it jars so.

Sil. I am very loath to be your idol, Sir; Host. Hark, what fine change is in the music! But, since your falsehood shall become you

well Jul. Ay; that change is the spite. Host. You would have them always play but Send to me in the morning, and I'll send it:

To worship shadows, and adore false shapes, one thing? Jul. I would always have one play but one

And so good rest.

Pro. Ås wretches have o'er-night, thing. But, host, doth this Sir Proteus, that we talk on, often resort unto this gentlewoman? | That wait for execution in the morn.

[Exeunt PROTEUS; and Silvia from abore. Host. I tell you what Launce, his man, told

Jul. Host, will you go? 'me, he loved her out of all nick.* Jul. Where is Launce?

Host. By my ballidom, I was fast asleep. Host. Gone to seek his dog; which, to-mor

Jul. Pray you, where lies Sir Proteus? row, by his master's command, he must carry think, 'tis almost day.

Host. Marry, at my house: Trust me, I for a present to his lady: Jul. Peace! stand aside! the company parts.

Jul. Not so; but it hath been the longest Pro. Sir Thurio, fear not you! I will so plead, That e'er I watch’d, and the most heaviest.

night That you shall say, my cunning drift excels. Thu. Where meet we?

(Ereunt. Pro. At saint Gregory's well.

SCENE III.-The sume.
Thu. Farewell.
(Exeunt THURIO and Musicians.

Silvia appears above, at her window. Egl. This is the hour that madam Silvia
Pro. Madam, good even to your ladyship.

Entreated me to call, and know her mind;
Sil. I thank you for your music, gentlemen: Madam, madam!

There's some great matter she'd employ me Who is that that spake?

(in.Pro, One, lady, if you knew his pure hearts Silvia appears above, at her window.

You'd quickly learn to know him by his voice.

Sil. Who calls?
Beyond all reckoning.

* Holy dame, blessed lady.


Egl. Your servant, and your friend; says another; Whip him out, says the third ; One that attends your ladyship's command. Hang him up, says the duke. 1, having been Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good acquainted with the smell before, knew it was morrow.

Crab; and goes me to the fellow that whips Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself. the dogs : Friend, quoth I, you mean to whip the According to your ladyship’s impose,* dog? Ay, marry, do I, quoth he. You do him I am thus early come, to know what service the more wrong, quoth I; 'twas I did the thing It is your pleasure to command me in.

you wot of. He inakes me no more ado, but Sil. o Eglamour, thou art a gentleman, whips me out of the chamber. How many (Think not, I flatter, for, I swear, I do not) masters would do this for their servant? Nay, Valiant, wise, remorseful,t well accomplish'd. I'll be sworn, I have sat in the stocks for pudThou art not ignorant, what dear good will dings he hath stolen, otherwise he had been I bear unto the banish'd Valentine;

executed: I have stood on the pillory for geese Nor how my father would enforce me marry he hath killed, otherwise he had suffered for't: Vain Thurio, who my very soul abhorr'd. thou think’st not of this now !-Nay, I rememThyself hast lov'd; and I have heard thee say, ber the trick you served me, when I took my No grief did ever come so near thy heart, leave of madam Silvia; did not I bid thee still As when thy lady and thy true love died, mark me, and do as I do? When didst thou see Upon whose grave thou vow’dst pure chastity. me heavé up my leg, and make water against Sí Eglamour, I would to Valentine,

a gentlewoman's fartingale ? didst thou ever To Mantua, where I hear he makes abode; see me do such a trick ? And, for the ways are dangerous to pass, I do desire thy worthy company,

Enter PROTEUS and JULIA. Upon whose faith and honour I repose.

Pro. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well, Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour, And will employ thee in some service presently, But think upon my griet, a lady's grief; Jul. In what you please ;-) will do what I And on the justice of my flying hence, To keep me from a most unholy match,

Pro. I hope, thou wilt.-How now, you Which heaven and fortune still reward with whoreson peasant?

[TO LAUNCE. plagues.

Where have you been these two days loitering? I do desire thee, even from a heart

Laun. Marry, Sir, I carried mistress Silvia As full of sorrows as the sea of sands, the dog you bade mé. To bear me company, and go with me:

Pro. And what says she, to my little jewel ? If not, to hide what I have said to thee,

Laun. Marry, she says, your dog was a cur; That I may venture to depart alone.

and tells you, currish thanks is good enough Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances; for such a present. Which since I know they virtuously are plac'd, Pro. But she received my dog? I give consent to go along with you;

Laun. No, indeed, she did not: here have I Reckingt as little what betideth me,

brought him back again. As much I wish all good befortune you.

Pro. What, didst thou offer her this from me? When will you go?

Laun. Ay, Sir; the other squirrel was stolen Sil. This evening coming.

from me by the hangman's boys in the marketEgl. Where shall I meet you?

place: and then I offered her mine own; who Sil. At friar Patrick's cell,

is a dog as big as ten of yours, and therefore Where I intend holy confession.

the gift the greater. Egl. I will not fail your ladyship:

Pro. Go, get thee hence, and And my dog Good-morrow, gentle lady.

Or ne'er return again into my sight. (again, Sil. Good-morrow, kind Sir Eglamour. Away, I say: Stay’st thou to vex me here?

(Exeunt. A slave, that, still an end,* turns me to shame. SCENE IV.-The same.

[Exit LAUNCE. Enter LAUNCE, with his dog.

Sebastian, I have entertained thee,

Partly, that I have need of such a youth, Laun. When a man's servant shall play the That can with soine discretion do my business, cur with him, look you, it goes hard: one that For 'tis no trusting to yon foolish lowt; I brought up of a puppy; one that I saved from But, chiefly, for thy face, and thy behaviour; drowning, when three or four of his blind Whích (if my augury deceive me not) brothers and sisters went to it! I have taught Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth: him-even as one would say precisely, Thus I Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee. would teach a dog. I was sent to deliver him, Go presently, and take this ring with thee, as a present to mistress Silvia, from my master; Deliver it to madam Silvia: and I came no sooner into the dining-chamber, She loved me well, deliver'd it to me. but he steps me to her trencher, and steals her

Jul. It seems, you loved her not, to leave her capon's leg. O, 'tis a foul thing, when a cur She's dead, belike.

[token: cannot keeps himself in all companies! I would Pro. Not so; I think she lives. have, as one should say, one that takes upon Jud. Alas! him to be a dog indeed, to be, as it were, a dog Pro. Why dost thou cry, alas? at all things. If I had not had more wit than

Jul. I cannot choose but pity her. be, to take a fault upon me that he did, I think Pro. Wherefore should'st thou pity her? verily he had been hanged for't; sure as I live, Jul. Because, methinks, that she loved you he had suffered for't: you shall judge. He As you do love your lady Silvia: [as well thrusts me bimself into the company of three She dreams on him, that has forgot her love; or four gentleman-like dogs, under the duke's You dote on her, that cares not for your love. table: he had not been there (bless the mark) a 'Tis pity, love should be so contrary; pissing while; but all the chamber smelt him. And thinking on it makes me cry, alas! Out with the dog, says one; What cur is that?

Pro. Well, give her that ring, and therewithal Injunction, command.

+ Pitiful. Caring. Restrain.

* In the end. L


This letter;—that's her chamber.—Tell my lady, When she did think my master lov'd her well, I claim the promise for her heavenly picture. She, in my judgement, was as fair as you; Your message done, hie home unto my chamber, But since she did neglect her looking-glass, Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary. And threw her sun-expelling mask away,

[Exit PROTEUS. The air hath starv'd the roses in her cheeks, Jul. How many women would do such a And pinch'd the lily-tincture of her face, message ?

That now she is become as black as I.
Alas, poor Proteus ! thou hast entertain'd Sil. How tall was she?
A fox, to be shepherd of thy lambs :

Jul. About my stature: for, at Pentecost," Alas, poor fool! why do I pity him

When all our pageants of delight were play'd That with his very heart despiseth me? Our youth got me to play the woman's part, Because he loves her, he despiseth me;

And I was trimm'd in madam Julia's gown; Because I love him, I must pity him.

Which served me as fit, by all men's judgement, This ring I gave him, when he parted from me, As if the garment had been made for me ; To bind him to remember my good will : Therefore, I know she is about my height. And now am I (unhappy messenger)

And, at that time, I made her weep a-good, To plead for that, which I would not obtain; For I did play a lamentable part: To carry that which I would have refus’d; Madam, 'twas Ariadne, passioning. To praise his faith, which I would have dis- For Theseus' perjury, and unjust flight; prais'a.

Which I so lively acted with my tears, I am my master's true confirmed love;

That my poor mistress, moved therewithal, But cannot be true servant to my master, Wept bitterly; and, would I might be dead, Unless I prove false traitor to myself,

If I'in thought felt not her very sorrow! Yet I will woo for him : but yet so coldly, Sil. She is beholden to thee, gentle youth! As, heaven, it knows, I would not have him Alas, poor lady! desolate and left speed.

I weep myselt, to think upon thy words.

Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee Enter Silvia, uttended.


[her Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my

For thy sweet mistress'sake, because thou lor's. (via. Farewell.

(Exit Silvia. To bring me where to speak with madam Sil- Jul. And she shall thank you for't, if e'er Sil. What would you with her, if that I be

you know her.-she?

A virtuous gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful. Jul. If you be she, I do entreat your patience I hope my niaster's suit will be but cold, To hear me speak the message I am sent on. Since she respects my distress' love so much. Sil. From whom ?

Alas, how love can trifle with itself! Jul. From my master, Sir Proteus, madam. Here is ber picture: Let me see; I think, Sil. O !-he sends you for a picture?

If I had such a tire, this face of mine Jul. Ay, madam.

Were full as lovely as is this of hers : Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there.

And yet the painter flatter'd her a little,

[Picture brought. Unless I flatter with myself too much. Go, give your master this : tell him from me,

Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow : One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget,

If that be all the difference in his love, Would better fit his chamber than this shadow. I'll get me such a colour'd periwig.

Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter - Her eyes are grey as glass; and so are mine : Pardon me, madam ; I have unadvis'd

Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine's as high. Delivered you a paper that I should not ;

What should it be, that he respects in her, This is the letter to your ladyship.

But I can make respectiveș in myself, Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again. If this fond love were not a blinded god ? Jul. It may not be ; good madam, pardon me. Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up, Sil. There, hold.

For 'tis thy rival, O'thou senseless form, I will not look upon your master's lines : Thou shalt be worshipp'd, kiss'd, lov'd, and I know, they are stuit'd with protestations,

ador'd ; And full of new-found oaths; wbich he will And, were there sense in his idolatry, As easily as I do tear his paper. [break My substance should be statue in thy stead. Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this l'ii use thee kindly tor thy mistress sake, ring.


That us'd me so; or else, by Jove I vow, Sil. The more shame for him that he sends it I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes, For, I have heard him say a thousand times, To make my master out of love with thee. His Julia gave it him at his departure:

(Erit. Though his false finger hath protan'd the ring,

Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong.

SCENE I.--The sume.-An Abbey.
Jul. She thanks you.
Sil. What say'st thou ?

Jul. I thank you, madam, that you tender her:
Poor gentlewoman! my master wrongs her

Egl. The sun begins to gild the western sky; much.

And now, it is about the very hour Sil. Dost thou know her ?

That Silvía, at Patrick's cell, should meet me. Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself:

She will not fail; for lovers break not hours, To think upon her woes, I do protest,

Unless it be to come before their time; That I have wept a hundred several times.

So much they spur their expedition. . Belike, she thinks that Proteus hath for

Enter Silvía. sook her. Jul. I think she doth, and that's her cause of See, wiere she comes : Lady, a happy evening!

Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour Sil. Is she not passing fair ?

WI itsuntide. + In good carnest. | Head-dress. Jul. She hath been fairer, madam, than she is:



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Out at the postern by the abbey wall;

That flies her fortune when it follows her: I fear, I am attended by some spies.

I'll after; more to be reveng'd on Eglamour, Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues Than for the love of reckless Silvia. (Erit. If we recover that, we are suret enough. Coff ; Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love, (Exeunt. Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her.

(Exit. SCENE 11.The same.-An Apartment in the Jul. And I will follow more to cross that Duke's palace.

love, Enter Thurio, Proteus, and Julia.

Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love,

[Exit. Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit?

Pro. O, Sir, I find her milder than she was ; SCENEIII.-Frontiers of Mantua - The Forest.
And yet she takes exceptions at your person.
Thu. What, that my leg is too long?

Pro. No; that it is too little.

Out. Come, come,
Thu, I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat Be patient, we must b. ing you to our captain.

Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one Pro. But love will not be spurr'd to what it Have learn’d me how to brook this patiently. loaths.

2 Out. Come, bring her away. Thi. What says she to my face?

1 Out. Where is the gentleman that was with Pro. She says, it is a fair one.

her? Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies; my face is 3 Out. Being nimble footed, he hath outrun black. But Moyses, and Valerius, follow him.

[us, Pro. But pearls are fair; and the old saying is, Go thou with her to the west end of the wood, Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes. There is our captain : we'll follow him that's Jul. "Tis true; such pearls as put out ladies' The thicket is beset, he cannot ’scape. [fled ; eyes;

1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our capFor I had rather wink than look on them.

tain's cave :

[Aside. Fear not; he bears an honourable mind,
The. How likes she my discourse ?

And will not use a woman lawlessly.
Pro. I, when you talk of war.

Sil. O Valentine, this I endure for thee!
Thu. But well, when I discourse of love, and

[Exeunt. peace.

SCENE IV.-Another part of the Forest. Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your

Enter VALENTINE. peace.

[Aside. Thu. What says she to my valour?

Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man ! Pro. O, Sir, she makes no doubt of that. This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, Jul. She needs not, when she knows it cowar- I better brook than flourishing peopled towns: dice.

(Aside. Here can I sit alone, unseen of any, Thu, What says she to my birth?

And, to the nightingale's complaining notes, Pro. That you are well deriv'd.

Tune my distresses, and recordt my woes. Ju. True; from a gentleman to a fool. O thou that dost inhabit in my breast,

[Aside. Leave not the mansion so long tenantless ; Thu. Considers she my possessions ?

Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall,
Pro. O, ay; and pities them.

And leave no memory of what it was !
Thư. Wherefore ?

Repair me with thy presence, Silvia ;
Jul. That such an ass should owet them. Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain!

[.4 side. What halloing, and what stir, is this to-day? Pra. That they are out by lease.

These are my mates, that make their wills their Tul. Here comes the duke.

law, Enter Duke.

Have some unhappy passenger in chase :

They love me well; yet I have much to do, Duke. How now, Sir Proteus? how now, To keep them from uncivil outrages., Thurio ?

Withdraw thee, Valentine; who's this comes Which of you saw Sir Eglamour of late ?


[Steps aside.
Thu. Not I.
Pro. Not I.

Enter ProteUS, Silvia, and JULIA.
Duke. Saw you my daughter?

Pro. Madam, this service I have done for
Pro. Neither.


(doth,) Dake. Wby, then she's fled unto that peas. (Though you respect not aught your servant ant Valentine;

To hazard life, and rescue you from him
And Eglamour is in her company.

That wou'd have forc'd your honour and your *Tis true ; for friar Laurence met them both,

love. As be in penance wander'd through the forest : Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look ; Him he knew well, and guess' that it was she ;) A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it: And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. Besides, she did intend confession (not: Val. How like a dream is this I see and hear! At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was Love, lend me patience to forbear a while. These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence.

[Aside. Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse, Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am! But mount you presently; and meet with me Pro. Unhappy, were you, madam, ere I came; Upon the rising of the mountain foot [fled: But, by my coming, I have made you happy. That leads towards Mantua, whither they are Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most Despatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me.


(Exit. Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevisht girl,


(Aside. Sase. + Own. | Foolish.

# Careless. + Sing.

1 Reward.

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