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Gon. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his Cal. O Setebos, these be brute spirits, indeed!

How fine my master is! In afraid
Should become kings of Naples? O, rejoice He will chastise me.
Beyond a common joy; and set it down


Ha, ha!
With gold on lasting pillars : In one voyage What things are these, my lord Antonio !
Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis; Will money buy them?
And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife Ant.

Very like: one of them
Where he himself was lost; Prospero his dukedom, Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable.
In a poor isie; and all of us, ourselves, Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my
When do man was his own.


Give me your hands: Then say, if they be true :~This mis-shapen

[To Fer. and Mira. knave, Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart, His mother was a witch; and one so strong That doch not wish you joy!

That could control the moon, make flows and Gon.

Be't so! Amen! ebbs,

And deal in her command, without her power: Re-enter Ariel, with the Master and Boatswain These three have robh'd me, and this demi-devil amazedly following.

(For he's a bastard one) had plotted with them O look, sir, look, sir! here are more of us! To take my life: two of these fellows you I prophesied, if á gallows were on land, Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I This fellow could not drown:--Now, blasphemy, Acknowledge mine. That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on Cal.

I shall be pinch'd to death. shore?

Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler ? Hast thou no mouth by land ? What is the news? Seb. He is drunk now: Where had he wine? Boats. The best news is, that we have safely Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe? Where found

should they Our king, and company: the next onr ship;- Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them? Which, but three glasses since, we gave out How cam'st thou in inis pickle : split,

Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw Is tight and yare, and bravely rigg'd, as when you last, that, 1 fear me, will never out of my We first put out to sea.

bones: I shall not fear fiy-blowing: Ari.

şir, all this service Aside. Sie: O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but
Have I done since I went.
My tricksy spirit !

a cramp.
Alon. These are not natural events; they Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah ?

Ste. I should have been a sore one then. From strange to stranger :-Say, how came you Alon. This is as strange a thing as e'er 1 look'd hither?

[Pointing to Caliban. Boats. If I did think, sir, I were well awake, Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners, I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep, As in his shape :-(io, sirrah, to my cell; And (how, we know pot) all clapp'd under Take with you your companicos; as you look hatches,

To have my pardon, trim it handsomely. Where, but even now, with strange and several Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter, noises

And seek for grace: What a thrice double ass Of roaring, shrieking, howling, gingling chains, Was I, to take this drunkard for a god, And more diversity of sounds, all horrible, And worship this dull fool ? We were awakd; straightway at liberty: Pro.

Go to; away! Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master you found it. Cap'ring to eye her: On a tice, so please you, Seb. Or stole it, rather. Een in a dream, were we divided from them,

(E.ceunt Cal. Ste. and Trin. And were brought mo; ing hither.

Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train, Was't well done ?? Tomy poor cell: where you shall take your rest Pro. Bravely, my diligence. Thou [Aside. For this one night; which (part of it) I'll waste shalt be free

With such discourse, as I not doubt, shall make it Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er men Go quick away : the story of my life, trod:

And the particnlar uccidents, gone by, And there is in this business more than nature Since I came to this isle: And in the inorn, Was ever conduct of: some oracle

l'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples, Must rectify our knowledge.

Where I have hope to see the nuptial

Sir, my liege, Of these our dear belov'd solemnized;
Do not infest your mind with beating on

And thence retire me to my Milan, where The strangeness of this business: ai pick'd lei- Every third thought shall be my grave. stire,

Alon. Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you To hear the story of your life, which must (Which to you shall seem probable) of every. Take the ear strangely. These happen'd accidents: till when, be cheerful, Pro.

I'll deliver all; And think of each thing well.-Come hither, And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales, spirit;

[ Aside. And sail so expeditious, that shall catch Set Caliban and his companions free:

Your royal fleet far of.-My Ariel,-chickUntie the spell. (Exit Ariel.) How fares my gra- That is thy charge; then to the elements cious sir?

Be free, and fare thou well !-(Aside. Please There are yet missing of your company

you, draw near.

Some few odd lads, that you remember not.
Re-enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, Stephano,

and Trinculo, in their stolen apparel.
Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no

Spoken by Prospero.
man take care for himself; for all is but for- Now my charms are all o'erthrown,
to ne :-Coragio, bully-monster, Coragio! And what strength I have's mine own,

Trin. If these be true spies which I wear in which is most faint: now, 'tis true, my head, here's a goodly sight.

I must be here confin'd by you,

1 long

Or sent to Naples : Let me not,
Since I have my dukedom got,
And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell
In this bare island, by your spell ;
But release me from my bands,
With the help of your good hands.
Gentle breath of yours my sails
Must fill, or else my project fails,

Which was to please : now I want
Spirits to enforce, art to enchant ;
And my ending is despair,
Unless I be reliev'd by prayer;
Which pierces so, that it assaults
Mercy itself, and frees all fanlts.

As you from crimes would pardon'd be,
Let your indulgence set me free.


DUKE OF MILAN, Father to Silvia. LAUNCE, servant to Proteus.

PANTHINO, Serunnt to Antonio.
Gentlemen of Verona

Host, where Julia lodges in Milan. Outlaws
ANTONIO, Father to Proteus.

JULIA, a Lady of Verona, beloved by Proteus THURIO, a foolish Rival to Valentine. SILVIA,the Duke's Daughter, beloved by ValenEGLAMOUR, Agent for Silvia in her escape. LUCETTA, Waitingwoman to Julia. [tinc. SPEED, a clownish servant to Valentine.

Servants, Musicians. SCENE.-Sometimes in Verona ; sometimes in Milan; and on the frontiers of Mantua.

ACT 1.

Inhabits in the finest wits of all. SCENE I. An open Place in Verona.

Val. And writers say, As the most forward bud

Is eaten by the canker ere it blow,
Enter Valentine and Proteus.

Even so by Love the young and tender wit
Val. Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus; Is turu'd to folly ; blasting in the bud,
Home keeping youth have ever homely wits : Losing his verdure even in the prime,
Wer't not, affection chains thy tender days And all the fair effects of future hopes.
To the sweet glances of thy honour'd love, But wherefore waste I time to counsel thee,
I rather would entreat thy company,

That art a votary to fond desire ?
To see the wonders of the world abroad, Once more adieri: my father at the road
Than living dully sluggardiz'd at home, Expects my coming, there to see me shipp'd.
Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness. Pro. And thither will I bring thee, Valentine
But, since thou lov'st, love still, and thrive Val. Sweet Proteus, no; now let us take our

leave. Even as I would, when I to love begin.

To Milan, let me hear from thee by letters, Pro. Wilt thou begone ? Sweet Valentine, Of thy success in love, and what news else adieu !

Betidet here in absence of thy friend;
Think on thy Proteus, when thou, haply, seest And I likewise will visit thee with mine.
Some rare note-worthy object in thy travel : Pro. All happiness bechance to thee in Milan !
Wish me partaker in thy happiness,

Val. As much to you at home! and so, farewell!
When thou dost moet good hap; and, in thy

Erit Valentine. darger,

Pro. He after honour hunts, I after love. If ever danger do environ thee,

He leaves his friends, to dignify them more;
Commend thy grievance to my holy prayers, I leave myself, my friends, and all for love.
For I will be thy beadsman, Valentine.

Thou, Julia, thou ha t metamorphos'd me;
Val. And on a love-book pray for my success. Made me neglect my studies, lose my time,
Pro. Upon some bonk I love, l'll pray for thee. War with good counsel, set the world at nought:
Val. That's on some shallow story of deep love, Made wit with musing weak, heart sick with
How young Leander cross'd the Hellespont.

thought. Pro. That's a deep story of a deeper love;

Enter Speed.
For he was more than over shoes in love.

Val. 'Tis true; for you are over boots in love, Speed. Sir Proteus, save you: Saw you my
And yet you never swam the Hellespont.

Pro. Over the boots ? nay, give me not the Pro. But now he parted hence, to embark for

Val. No, I will not, for it boots thee not. Speed. Twenty to one then, he is shipped al-

What? ready ;
Val. To be in love, where scorn is bought with And I have play'd the sheep, in losing him.

Pro. Indeed a sheep doth very often stray,
Coy looks with heart-sore sighs; one fading mo- An if the shepherd be a while away.
ment's mirth,

Speed. You conclude that my master is &
With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights: shepherd then, and I a sheep?
If haply won, perhaps a hapless gain;

Pro. I do.
If lost, why then a grievous labour won; Speed. Why then, my horns are his horns
However, but a folly bought with wit,

whether I wake or sleep: Or else a'wit by folly vanquished.

Pro. A silly answer, and fitting well a sheep. Pro. So, by your circumstance, you call me Speed. This proves me still a sheep: fool

Pro. True; and thy master a shepherd. Val. So, by your circumstance, I fear, you'll Speed. Nay, that I can deny by a circumstance. prove.

Pro. It shall go hard, but I'll prove it by another.
Pro. Tis love you cavil at; I am not Love. Speed. The shepherd seeks the sheep, and not
Val. Love is your master, for he masters you : the sheep the shepherd; but I seek my master,
And he that is so yoked by a fool,

and my master seeks not me: therefore I am
Methinks should not be chronicled for wise. no sheep.
Pro. Yet writers say; As in the sweetest bud Pro. The sheep for fodder follow the shepherd,
The eating canker dwells, so eating love the shepherd for food follows not the sheep; thou

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your lover.

for wages followest thy master, thy master for That every day with parle encounter me, Wages follows not thee: therefore thou art a In thy opinion, which is worthiest love ? sheep.

Luc. Please you, repeat their names, I'll show Speed. Such another proof will make me cry my mind

According to my shallow simple skill. Pro. But dost thou hear ? gav'st thou my letter Jul. What think'st thou of the fair Sir Egla. to Julia ?

mour? Speed. Ay, sir; 1, a lost mutton, gave your Luc. As of a knight well-spoken, neat and fine; letter to her, a lace! mutton; and 'she, a laced i But, were I you, he never should be mine. mutton, gave me, a lost mutton, nothing for my Jul. What think'st thou of the rich Mercatio ? labour.

Luc. Well of his wealth ; but of himself, so, so. Pro. Here's too small a pasture for such a store Jul. What think'st thou of the gentle Proteus ? of muttons.

Luc. Lord, lord ! to sec what folly reigns in us! Speed. If the ground be overcharged, you were Jul. How now! what means this passion at est stick her.

his name? Pro. Nay, in that you are astray; 'twere best Luc. Pardon, dear madam; 'tis a passing ound you.

shame, Speed. Nay, sir, less than a pound shall serve That I, unworthy body as I am, me for carrying your letter.

Should censure thus on lovely gentlemen. Pro. You mistake; I mean the pound, a pin- Jul. Why not on Proteus, as of ail the rest ? fold.

Luc. Then thus, —of many good I think him Speed. From a pound to a pin ? fold it over best. and over,

Jul. Your reason ? 'Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter to Luc. I have no other but a woman's reason ;

I think him so, because I think him so. Pro. But what said she ? did she nod ? Jul. Ard would'st thou have me cast my love

[Speed nods.

on him ? Speed. 1.

Luc. Ay, if you thought your love not cast Pro. Nod, 1! why, that's noddy.

away. Speed. You mistook, sir; I say, she did nod: Jul. Why, he of all the rest hath never mov'u and you ask me, if she did nod; and I say, I.

me. Pró. And that set together is-noddy.

Luc. Yet he of all the rest, I think, best loves ye. Speed. Now you have taken the pains to set Jul. His little speaking shows his love bat it together, take it for your pains.

smali. Pro. No, no, you shall have it for bearing the Luc. Fire, that's closest kept, burns most of all. letter.

Jul. They do not love that lo not show their love. Speed. Well, I perceive I must be fain to bear Luc. O, they love least, that let men know their with you

love. Pro. Why, sir, how do you bear with me? Jul. I would, I knew his mind. 8peed. Marry, sir, the leiter very orderly; hav. Luc.

Pernse this paper, madam. ing nothing but the word, noddy, for my pains. Jul. To Julia.-Say, from whom ? Pru. Deshrew me, but you have a quick wit. Luc.

That the contents will show. Speed. And yet it cannot overtake your slow Jul. Say, say; who gave it thee? purse.

Luc. Sir'Valentine's page ; and sent, I think, Pro. Come, come, open the matter in brief : from Proteus : What said she ?

He would have given it you, but I, being in the Speed. Open your purse, that the money and way, the matter inay be both at once delivered. Did in your name receive it; pardon the fault, Pro. Well, sir, here is for your pains: What

I pray, Eaid she ?

Jul. Now, by my modesty, a goodly broker! Speed. Truly, sir, I think you'll hardly win her. Dare you presume to harbour wanton lines ? Pro. Why ? Could'st thou perceive so much To whisper and conspire against my youth? from her?

Now, trust me, 'tis an office of great worth, Speed. Sir, I could perceive nothing at all from And you an otticer fit for the place. her; no, not so much as a ducal for delivering There, take the paper, see it be return'd; yourletler: And being so hard to me that brought or else return no more into my sight. your mind, I fear she'll prove as hard to you in Luc. To plead for love deserves more fee than telling your mind. Give her no token but stones, hate. for she's as hard as steel.

Jul. Will you be gone? Pro. What, said she nothing?


That you may ruminate. [Erit. Speed. No, not so much as-take this for thy Jul. And yet, I would, I had o'erlook'd the pains. To testify your bounty, I thank you, you letter have testeru'd me; ip requital whereof, hence- It were a shame to call her back again, forth carry your letters yourself: and so, sir, And pray her to a fault for which I chíd her. I'll commend you to my master.

What fool is she, that knows I am a maid, Pro. Go, go, begone, to save your ship from And would not force the letter to my view! wreck ;

Since maids, in modesty, say No, to that Which cannot perish, having thee aboard, Which they would have the profferer construe, Being destin'd to a drier death on shore:I must go send some better messenger ; Fie, fie, how wayward is this foolish love, I fear my Julia would not deign my lines, That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse, Receiving them from such a wortbless post. And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod !

(Exeunt. How churlishly I chid Lucetta hence, SCENE II.

The same.

Garden of Julia's When willingly I would have had her here !

How angerly I taught my brow to frown,
Enter Julia and Lucetta.

When inward joy enforced my heart to smile

My penance is, to call Lucetta back,
Jul. But say, Lucetta, now we are alone, And ask remission for my folly past :
Would'st thou then counsel me to fall in love? What ho! Lucetta!
Luc. Ay, madam; so you stumble pot unbeed-

Re-enter Lucetta.
Jul. Or all the fair resort of gentlemen, Luc. What would your ladyship?


Jul. Is it near dinner time?

Luc. What, shall these papers lie like tell-tales Luc. I would it were:

here? That you might kill your stomach on your meat, Jul. If you respect them, best to take them up. And not upon your maid.

Lue. Nay, 1 was taken up for laying thein Jul. What is't you took up

down: So gingerly ?

Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold. Luc. Nothing.

Jul. I see you have a month's inind to them. Jul. Why didst thou stoop then ?

Luc. Ay, madaın, you may say what sights you Luc. To take a paper up that I let fall.

Hee; Jul. And is that paper nothing ?

I see things too, although you judge I wink. Luc. Nothing concerning me.

Jul. Conne, come, will't please you go? Jul. Then let it lie for those that it concerns.

(Ereunt. Luc. Madam, it will not lie where it concerns, SCENE III. The same. A Room in Antonio's Unless it have a false interpreter.

House. Jul. Some love of your's hath writ to you in

Enter Antonio and Panthino. rhyme. Luc. That I might sing it, madam, to a tune; Ant. Tell me, Panthino, what sad talk was tha Give me a note ; your ladyship can set. Wherewith my brother held you in the cloister

Jul. As little by such toys as may be possible : Pant. 'Twas of his nephew, Proteus, your son Best sing it to the tune of Light of love.

Ant. Why, what of him ? Luc. It is too heavy for so light a tune.

Pant. He wonder'd, that your lordship Jul. Heavy ? belike it hath some burden then. Would suffer him to spend his youth at home i Luc. Ay; and melodious were it, would you While other men, of slender reputation, sing it.

Put forth their sons to seek preferment out: Jul. And why not you?

Same, to the wars, to try their fortune there; Luc. I cannot reach so high.

Some, to discover islands far away;
Jul. Let's see your song :-How now, minion ? Some, to the studious universities.
Luc. Keep tune there still, so you will sing it for any, or for all these exercises,

He said, that Proteus, your son was meet;
And yet, methinks, I do not like this tune. And did request me, to importune you,
Jul. You do not?

To let him spend his time no more at home, Luc. No, madam; it is too sharp.

Which would be great impeachment to his age, Jul. You, minion, are too sancy.

In having known to travel in his youth. Luc. Nay, now you are too flat,

Ant. Nor need'st thou much importune me to
And mar the concord with too harsh a descant:
There wanteth but a mean to fill your song. Whereon this month I have been hammering.
Jul. The mean is drown'd with your unruly I have considered well his loss of time;

And how he cannot be a perfect man,
Luc. Indeed, I bid the base for Proteis. Not being try'd and tutor'd in the world ;
Jul. This babble shall not henceforth trouble Experience is by industry achiev'd,

And perfected by the swift course of time :
Here is a coil with protestation !

Then, tell me, whither were I best to send bim ?

Tears the letter. Pant. I think, your lordship is not ignorant, Go, get you gone; and let the papers lie: Ilow his companion, youthiul Valentine, You would be fingering them, to anger me. Attends the emperor in his royal court. Luc. She makes it strange ; but she would be Ant. I know it well. best pleased

Pant. "Twere good, I think, your lordship sent To be so anger'd with another letter. Erit.

him thither: Jul. Nay, would, I were so anger'd with the There shall he practise tilts and tournaments, same!

Ilear sweet discourse, converse with noblemen; O hateful hands, to tear such loving words ! And be in eye of every exercise, Injurious wasps ! to feed on such sweet honey, Worthy his youth and nobleness of birth, And kill the bees, which yield it, with your stings ! Ant. I likedy counsel: well last thou advised: l'li kiss each several paper for amends. And, that thou may'st perceive how well I like it, And here is writ-kind Julia ;-unkind Julia! The exeention of it shall make known; As in revenge of thy ingratitude,

Even with the speediest expedition I throw thy name against the bruising stones, I will despatch him to the emperor's court. Trampling contemptuously on thy disdain. Pant. T'o-morrow, may i' please you, Don AlLook, here is writ-love wounded Proteus, phonso, Poor wounded nane! my bosom, as a bed, With other gentlemen of good esteem, Shall lodge thee, till thy wound be throughly Are journeying to salute the emperor, heal'd;

And to commend their service to his will. And thus I search it with a sovereign kiss. Ant. Good company, with them shall Proteus But twice, or thrice, was Proteus written down : go; Be calm, good wind, blow not a word away, And, in good time,-now will we break with him. Till I have found each letter in the letter, Except mine own name; that some whirlwind

Enter Proteus. bear

Pro. Sweet love! sweet lines ! sweet life! Unto a ragged, fearful, hanging rock,

Here is her hand, the agent of her heart : And throw it thence into the raging sea ! Here is her oath for love, her honour's pawn: Lo, here in one line is his name twice writ, 0, that our fathere would applaud our loves, Poor forlorn Proteus, passionate Proteus, To seaj our happiness with their consents! To the sweet Julia ;--that I'll tear away; O heavenly Julia ! And yet I will not, sith so prettily

Ant. How now? what letter are you reading He couples it to his complaining names :

there? Thus will I fold them one upon another; Pro. May't please your lordship, 'tis a word or Now kiss, embrace, contend, do what you will. two

Of commendations sent from Valentine,
Re-enter Lucetta.

Deliver'd by a friend that came from him.
Luc. Madam,

Ant. Lend me the letter; let me see what news. Dinner is ready, and your father stays.

Pro. There is no news, my lord ; but that he Jul. Well, let us go.


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How happily he lives, how well belov'd I look on you, I can hardly think you my master.
And daily graced by the emperor ;

Val. Are all these things perceived in me ?
Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune. Speed. They are all perceived without you.
Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish. Val. Without me? They cannot.
Pro. As one relying on your lordship's will, Speed. Without you! nay, that's certain, for,
And not depending on his friendly wish. without you were so simple, none else would': but
Ant. My will is something sorted with his wish; you are so without these follies, that these follies
Mase not that I thus suddenly proceed ;. are within you, and shine through you like the
For what I will, I will, and there an end. water in an urinal; that not an eye, that sees you,
I am resolv'd, that thou shalt spend some time but is a physician to comment on your malady
With Valentinus in the emperor's court;

Val. But, tell me, dost thou know my lady
What maintenance he from his friends receives, Silvia ?
Like exhibition thou shalt have from me. Speed. She that you gaze on so, as she sits at
To-morrow be in readiness to go:

Excuse it not, for I am peremptory.

Val. Hast thou observed that even she I mean.
Pro. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided ; Speed. Why, sir, I know her not.
Please you, deliberate a day or two.

Val. Dost thou know her by my gazing on her
Ant. Look, what thou want'st, shall be sent and yet know'st her not?
after thee;

Speed. Is she not hard-favour'd, sir?
No more of stay ; to-morrow thou must go. Val. Not so fair, boy, as well-favour'd.
Come on, Panthino; you shall be employed

Speed. Sir, I know that well enough.
To hasten on his expedition.

Val. What dost thou know?
[Exeunt Ant. and Pant. Speed. That she is not so fair, as (of you)
Pro. Thus have I shunn'd the fire for fear of well-favour'd.

Val. I mean, that her beauty is exquisite, but
And drench'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd: her favour infinite.
I fear'd to show my father Julia's letter, Speed. That's because the one is painted, and
Lest he should tase exceptions to my love;

the other out of all count.
And with the vantage of mine own excuse Val. How painted ? and how out of count?
Hath he excepted most against my love. Speed. Marry, sir, so painted to make her fair,
O, how this spring of love resembleth

that no man counts of her beauty.
The uncertain glory of an April day;

Val. How esteem'st thou me? I account of her
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, beauty:
And by and by a cloud takes all away! Speed. You never saw her since she was de-

Re-enter Panthino.

Val. How long hath she been deform'd?
Pant. Sir Proteus, your father calls for you ; Speed. Ever since you loved her.
He is in haste, therefore, I pray you go.

Val. I have loved her ever since I saw her;
Pro. Wny, this it is! my heart accords thereto; and still I see her beautiful.
And yet a thousand times it answers, no.

Speed. If you love her, you cannot see her.

Val. Why?
Speed. Because love is blind. O, that you had

mine eyes; or your own eyes had the lights they
ACT IL . •

were wont to have, when you chid at Sir Proteus

for going ungartered.
SCENE I. Milan. A Room in the Duke's Palace. Val. What should I see then?
Enter Valentine and Speed.

Speed. Your own present folly, and her passing

deformity : for he, being in love, could not see Speed. Sir, your glove.

to garter his hose, and you, being in love, can-
Val. Not mine ; my gloves are on.

not see to put on your hose.
Speed. Why then this may be yours, for this is Val. Belike, boy, then you are in love ; for last
but one.

morning you could not see to wipe my shoes.
Val. Ha! let me see : ay, give it me, it's mine : Speed. True, sir ; I was in love with my bed :
Sweet ornament that decks a thing divine ! I thank you, you swinged me for my love, which
Ah Silvia ! Silvia !

makes me the bolder to chide you for yours.
Speed. Madam Silvia ! madam Silvia !

Val. In conclusion, I stand affected to her.
Val. How now, sirrah ?

Speed. I would you were set, so, your affection
Speed. She is not within hearing. sir.

would cease.
Val. Why, sir, who bade you call her ? Val. Last night she enjoined me to write some
Speed. Your worship, sir; or else I mistook. lines to one she loves.
Vel. Well, you'll still be too forward.

Speed. And have you?
Speed. And yet I was last chidden for being too

Val. I have.

Speed. Are they not lamely writ?
Val. Go to, sir; tell me, do you know madam, Val. No, boy, but as well as I can do them :-
Silvia ?

Peace, here she comes.
Speed. She that your worship loves ?

Enter Silvia.
Val Why, how know you that I am in love?
Speed. Marry, by these special marks: First, Speed. O excellent motion ! O exceeding pup-
you have learned, like Sir Proteus, to wreath pet! now will he interpret to her.
your arms like a male-content: to relish a love-l' Val. Madam and mistress, a thousand good-
song, like a robin-red-breast; to walk alone, like morrows.
one that had the pestilence; tosigh, like a school-Speed. O, 'give you good even l here's a mil-
boy that had lost his A B C; to weep, like a lion of manners.

[Aside. young wench that had buried her grandam; to Sil. Sir Valentine and servant, to you two fast, like one that takes diet; to watch, like one thousand. that fears robbing; to speak puling, like a beg. Speed. He should give her interest; and she gar at Hollownias. You were wont, when you gives it him. laugh'd, to crow like a cock; when you walked, Val. As you enjoin'd me, I have writ your to walk like one of the lions; when you fasted, letter, it was presently after dinner; when you looked Unto the secret nameless friend of yours;. sadly, it was for want of money; and now you Which I was much unwilling to proceed in, tre metamorphosed with a mistress, that, when But for my duty to your lady ship.

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