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How shall I best convey the ladder thither? Val. Neither.
Laun. Can nothing speak? master, shall
Pro. Whom wouldst thou strike?
Then let me see thy cloak; Pro. Villain, forbear.
Laun. Why,sir, I'll strike nothing: I pray youVal. Why, any cloak will serve the turn, my Pro. Sirrah, I say, forbear: Friend Valentine, lord.
For they are harsh, untunable, and bad.
Laun. Sir, there's a proclamation that you
From hence, from Silvia, and from me, thy
Doth Silvia know that I am banish'd ?
Pro. Ay, ay; and she hath offer'd to the doom,
Could penetrate her uncompassionate sire;
When she for thy repeal was suppliant,
That to close prison he commanded her,
[Erit Duke. As ending anthem of my endless dolour. Fal And why not death, rather than living Pro. Cease to lament for that thou canst not torment?
And study help for that which thon lament'st.
Hope is a lover's staff'; walk hence with that,
And manage it against despairing thonghts. And feed upon the shadow of perfection, Thy letters may be here, though thou art bence; Except I be by Silvia in the night,
Which, being writ to me, shall be deliver'd There is no music in the nightingale ;
Even in the milk-white bosom of thy lore.
The time now serves not to expostulate :
Come, I'll convey thee through the city gate ;
And, e'er 1 part with thee, confer at large I be not by her fair influence
Of all that may concern thy love atlairs :
Regard thy danger, and along with me.
Val. I pray thee, Launce, an if thou seest my
boy, Enter Protens and Launce.
Bid him make haste, and meet me at the north
gate. Pro. Run, boy, run, run, and seek him out. Pro. Go, sirrah, find him out. Come, Valentine. Laun. So-ho! so-ho!
Val. O my dear Silvia ! hapless Valentine ! Pro. What seest thou ?
Ereunt Valentine and Proteus. Laun. Him we go to find; there's not a hair Laun. I am but a fool, look yon; and yet I on's head, but 'us a Valentine.
have the wit to think, my master is a kind of a Pro. Valentine?
knave : but that's all one, if he be but one knave. Pal. No.
He lives not now, that knows me to be in love : Pro. Who then ? his spirit ?
yet I am in love; but a team of horse shall not
pluck that from me ; nor who 'tis I love, and Speed. Item, She will often praise her liquor.
Rehearse that once more.
Speed. Jtem, She hath more hair than uit Speed. How now, signior Launce? what news Laun. More hair than wit,-it may be ; I'll with your mastership?
prove it: The cover of the salt fides the salt, Laun. With my master's ship? why it is at sea. and therefore it is more than the salt; the hair Speed. Well, your old vice still, mistake the that covers the wit, is more than the wit; for word :
the greater hides the less. What's next? What news then in your paper ?
Speed. And more faults than hairs.Laun. The blackest news that ever thou Laun. That's monstrous : 0, that that were heard'st.
out! Speed. Why, man, how black ?
Speed. And more wealth than faults. Laun. Why, as black as ink.
Laun. Why, that word makes the faults graSpeed. Let me read them.
cious : Well, I'll have her: and if it be a match, Laun. Fie on thee, jolt-head; thou canst not as not ing is impossible, read.
Speed What thens Speed. Thou liest, I can.
Laun. Why, then will I tell thee, that thy masLaun. I will try thee: Tell me this: Who be- ter stays for thee at the north-gate. got thee?
Speed. For me? Speed. Marry, the son of my grandtather. Laun. For thee! ay; who art thou ? he hath
Laun. O illiterate loiterer! it was the son of staid for a better man than thee. thy grandmother: this proves that thou canst Speed. And must I go to him? not read.
Laun. Thou must run to bim, for thon hast staid Speed. Come, fool, come : try me in thy paper. so long, that going will scarce serve the turn. Laun. There : and saint Nicholas be thy speed! Speed. Why didst not tell me sooner ? 'rox of Speed. Imprimis, She can milk.
Erit. Laun. Ay, that she can.
Laun. Now will he be swinged for reading my Speed. Item, She brews good ale.
letter: An unmannerly slave, that will thrust Laun. And therefore comes the proverb, himself into secrets! I'll after, to rejoice in the Blessing of your heart, you brew good ale. boy's correction.
[Exit. Speed. Item, She can sew.
A Room in the Duke's Palace,
Enter Duke and Thurio; Proteus behind. a wench, when she can knit him a stock. Duke. Sir Thurio, fear not, but that she will Speed. Item, She can wash and scour.
love you, Laun. A special virtue; for then she need not Now Valentine is banished from her sight. be washed and scoured.
Thu. Since his exile she hath despised me most, Speed. Item, She can spin.
Forsworn my company, and rail'd at me, Laun. Then may I set the world on wheels, That I am desperate of obtaining her. wlien she can spin for her living,
Duke. This weak impress of love is as a figura Speed. Item, She hath many nameless virtues. Trench'd in ice; which with an hour's heat Laun. That's as much as to say, bastard virtues; Dissolves to water, and doth lose his form. that, indeed, know not their fathers, and there- A little time will melt her frozen thoughts, fore have no names.
And worthless Valentine shall be forgot
How now, Sir Proteus ? Is your countryman,
Duke. My daughter takes his going grievoue'y Laun. Well, that fault may be mended with a Pro. A little time, my lord, will kill that gries. breakfast: Read on.
Duke. So I believe; but Thirio thinks not so. Speed. Item, She hath a sweet mouth. Proteus, the good conceit I hold of thee, Laun. That makes amends for her sour breath. (For thou hast shown some sign of good desert) Speed. Item, She doth talk in her sleep. Makes me the better to confer with thee. Laun. It's no matter for that, so she sleep not Pro. Longer than I prove loyal to your grace, in her talk.
Let me not live to look upen your grace. Speed. Item, She is slow in words.
Duke. Thou know'st, how willingly I would Laun. O villain, that set this down among her effect vices! To be slow in words, is a woman's only The match between Sir Thurio and my daughter. virtue : ! pray thee, out with't ; and place it for Pro. I do, my lord. her chief virtue.
Duke. And also, I think, thou art not ignorant Speed. Item, She is proud.
How she opposes her against my will. Laun. Out with that too, it was Eve's legacy, Pro. She did, my lord, when Valentine was and cannot be ta'en from her.
here. Speed. Item, She hath no teeth.
Duke. Ay, and perversely she perseveres so. Laun. I care not for that neither, because I What might we do, to make the girl forget love crusts.
The love of Valentine, and love Sir Thurio ? Speed. Item, She is curst.
Pro. The best way is to slander Valentine Laun. Well, the best is, she hath no teeth to With falsehood, cowardice, and poor descent; bite
(Three things that wonen highly hold in hala
Duke. Ay, but she'll think that it is spoke in 2 Out. If there be ten, shrink not, but down bate.
with 'em. Pro. Ay, if his enemy deliver it :
Enter Valentine and Speed.
3 Out. Stand, sir, and throw us that you have Duke. Then you must undertake to slander
about you; him.
If not, we'll make you sit, and rifle you. Pro. And that, my lord, I shall be loath to do: Speed. Sir, we are undone! these are the villains Tis an ill office for a gentleman;
That all the travellers do fear so much. Especially against his very friend.
Val. My friends, Duke. Where your good word cannot advan- 1 Out. That's not so, sir; we are your enemies. tage him,
2 Out. Peace; we'll hear him. Your slander never can endamage him; 3 Out. Ay, by my beard, will we; for he is a Therefore the office is indifferent,
proper man. Being entreated to it by your friend.
Val. Then know, that I have little wealth to Pro. You have prevailed, my lord ; if I can do
A man I am, cross'd with adversity : By aught that I can speak in dispraise, My riches are these poor habiliments, She shall not long continue love to him. of which if you should here disfurnish me, Bu say, this weed her love from Valentine, You take the stem and substance that I have. It follows not that she will love Sir Thurio. 2 Out. Whither travel you? Thu. Therefore, as you unwind her love from Val. To Verona. him,
1 Out. Whence came you? Lest it should ravel, and be good to none,
Val. From Milan. You must provide to bottom it on me;
3 Out. Have you long sojourned there? Which must be done, by praising me as much Val. Some sixteen months; and longer might As you in worth dispraise Sir Valentine.
have staid, Duke. And, Proteus, we dare trust you in this If crooked fortune had not thwarted me. kind;
1 Out. What, were you banished thence ? Because we know, on Valentine's report,
Val. I was. You are already love's firm votary,
2 Out. For what offence? And cannot soon revolt and change your mind. Val. For that which now torments me to re. Upon this warrant shall you have access,
hearse : Where you with Silvia inay confer at large; I kill's a man, whose death I much repent; For she is lumpish, heavy, melancholy, But yet I slew him manfully in fight, And, for your friend's sake, will be glad of you; Without false vantage, or base treachery. Where you may temper her, by your persuasion, 1 Out. Why, ne'er repent it, if it were done so, To hate young Valentine, and love my friend. But were you banish'd for so small a fault? Pro. Aš mnch as I can do, I will efect: Val. I was, and held me glad of such a doom. Bat you, Sir Thurio, are not sharp enough; 1 Out. Have you the tongues? You must lay lime, io tangle her desires, Val. My youthful travel therein made me By wailful sonnets, whose composed rhymes
happy; Should be full franght with serviceable vows. Or else I often had been miserable. Duke. Ay, much is the force of heaven-bred 3 Out. By the bare scalp of Robin Hood's fat poesy.
friar, Pro. Say, that upon the altar of her beauty This fellow were a king for our wild faction. You sacrifice your tears, your sighs, your heart: 1 Out. We'll have him ; sirs, a word. Write till your ink be dry; and with your tears Speed. Master, be one of them ; Moist it again; and frame soine feeling line, It is an honourable kind of thievery. That may discover such integrity :
Val. Peace, villain ! for Orpheus' lute was strong with poet's sinews;| 2 Out. Tell us this: Have you any thing to Whose golden touch could soften steel and stones, take to? Make tigers lame, and huge leviathans
Val. Nothing but my fortune. Forsake unsounded deeps to Or.nce on sands. 3 Out. Know, then, that some of us are gentleAfter your dire lamenting eleries,
men, Visit by night your lady's chamber window Such as the fury of ungovern'd youth With some sweet consort; to their instruments Thrust from the company of awful men: Tane a deploring dump; the night's dead silence Myself was from Verona banish'd, Will well become such sweet complaining griev. For practising to steal away a lady, ance.
An heir, and near allied unto the duke. This, or else nothing, will inherit her.
2 Out. 'And I from Mantna, for a gentleman, Duke. This discipline sh ws, thou hast been in Whom, in my mood, I stabbed unto the heart. love.
1 Out. And I, for such like petty crimes as these. Thu. And thy advice this night I'll put in prac. But to the purpose, --- (for we cite our faults, tice.
That they may hold excus'd our lawless lives.) Therefore, sweet Proteus, my direction-giver, And, partly, seeing you are beautify'd Let us into the city presently
With goodly shape; and by your own report To sort some gentlemen well skill'd in musick : A linguist; and a man of such perfection,
have a sonnet, that will serve the turn, As we do in our quality much want :To give the onset to thy good advice.
2 Out. Indeed, because you are a banish'd man, Duke. About it, gentlemen.
Therefore, above the rest, we parley to you: Pro. We'll wait upon your grace till after sup. Are you content to be our general ? per :
To make a virtue of necessity, And aiterward determine our proceedings. And live, as we do, in tlfis wilderness? Duke. Even now about it; I will pardon you. 3 Out. What say'st thou ? wilt thou be of our
Say ay, and be the captain of us all;
We'll do thee homage, and be rul'd by thee, SCENE I. A Forest, near Mantua.
Love thee as our commander and our king:
1 Out. But if thou scorn our courtesy, thou diest. Enter certain Out-laws.
2 Out. Thou shalt not live to brag what we 1 Out. Fellows, stand fast: I see a passenger. have offer'd.
Val. I take your offer, and will live with you; Host. How ? out of tune on the strings ? Provided that you do no outrages
Jul. Not so; but yet 30 false that he grieves On silly women, or poor passengers.
my very heart-strings. 3 Out. No, we detest such vile, base practices. Host. You have a quick ear. Come, go with us, we'll bring thee to our crews, Jul Ay, I would, I were deafl it makes me And show thee all the treasure we have got ; have a slow heart. Which, with ourselves, all rest at thy dispose. Host. I perceive, you delight not in musick.
[Ereunt. Jul. Not a whit, when it jors so. SCENE II. Milan. Court of the Palace.
Host. Hark, what fine change is in the musick!
Jul. Ay! that change is the spite.
Host. You would have them always play but
Jul. I would always have one play but one Under the colour of commending him,
thing. But, host, doth this Sir Proteus, that we I have access my own love to prefer ;
talk on, often resort unto this gentlewoman? But Silvia is too fair, too trne, too holy, Host. 'I tell you what Launce, his man, tol To be corrupted with my worthless gifts. me, he loved her out of all nick. When I protest true loyalty to her,
Jul. Where is Launce? She twits me with my falsehood to my friend; Host. Gone to seek his dog; which, to-morrow When to her beauty 1 commend my vows, by his master's command, he must carry for She bids me think, how I have been forsworn, present to his lady. In breaking faith with Julia whom I lov'd: Jul. Peace! stand aside! the company parts. And, notwithstanding all her sudden quips, Pro. Sir Thurio, fear not you! I will so plead, The least whereof would quell a lover's hope, That yon shall say, my cunning drift excels. Yet, spaniel-like, the more she spurns my love, Thu: Where meet we? The more it grows and fawneth on her still. Pro. At Saint Gregory's well. But here comes Thurio; now must we to her Thu. Farewell. [Exeunt Thu. and Musicians.
window, And give some evening musick to her ear.
Silvia appears above, at her window.
Pro. Madam, good even to your lady ship. Enter Thurio, and Musicians.
Sil. I thank you for your musick, gentlemen : Thu. How now, Sir Proteus ? are you crept Who is that, that spake? before us?
Pro. One, lady, if you knew his pure heart's
Thu. Ay, but, I hope, sir, that you love not here. Sil. Sir Proteus, as I take it.
Sil. What is your will ?
Pro. That I may compass yours. Thu. I thank you for your own. Now, gentle sil. You have your wish; my will is even this,men,
That presently yon bie you home to bed, Let's tune, and to it lustily a while.
Thou subtle, perjur'd, false, disloyal man! Enter Host, at a distance; and Julia, in boy's To be seduced by thy flattery,
Think'st thout I am so shallow, so conceitless, clothes.
That hast deceiv'd so many with thy vows? Host. Now, my young guest ! methinks, you're Return, return, and make thy love amends. allycholly ; I pray you, why is it ?
For me,--by this pale gneen of night I swear, Jul. Marry, mine host, because I cannot be I am so far from granting thy request, merry.
That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit; Host. Come, we'll have you merry : I'll bring And by and by intend to chide myself, you where you shall hear musick, and see the Even for this time I spend in talking to thee. gentleman that you ask'd for.
Pro. I grant, sweet love, that I did love a lady; Jul. But shall í hear hinn speak?
But she is dead. Host. Ay, that you shall.
Jul. 'Twere false, if I should speak it; Jul. That will be musick. (Musick plays. For, I am sure, she is not buried. (Aside. Host. Hark! hark !
sil. Say, that she be; yet Valentine, thy friend, Jul. Is he among these ?
Survives; to whom. thyself art witness, Host. Ay: but peace, let's hear 'em.
I am betroth'd : And art thou not asham'd
To wrong him with thy importunacy?
Pro. I likewise hear, that Valentine is dead.
sil. And so suppose am !; for in his grave, That all our sunins commend her? Assure thyrell, my love is buried. Holy, fair, and wise, is she;
Pro. Sweet lady, let me rake it from the earth. The heavens such grace did lend her, Sil. Go to thy lady's grave, and call hers That she might admired be.
Or, at the least, in hers sepulchre thine.
Jul. He heard not that.
[ Aside Love doth to her eyes repair,
Pro. Madam, if your heart be so obdurate, . To help him of his blindness :
Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love, And, being help'd, inhabits there. The picture that is hanging in your chamber;
To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and weep : Then to Silvia let us sing,
For, since the substance of your perfect self
Is else devoted, I am but a shadow;
And to your shadow will I make true love.
Jul. If 'twere a substance, you would, sure To her let us garlands bring.
deceive it, Host. How now ? are you sadder than you were And make it but a shadow, as I am. [Aside before?
Sil. I am very loth to be your idol, sir; How do you, man? the musick likes you not. But, since your falsehood shall become you we!!
Jul. You mistake; the musician likes me not. To worship shadows, and adore false shapes, Host. Why, my pretty youth ?
Send to me in the morning, and I'll send it: Jul. He plays false, father. 1
And so good rest.
As wretches have o'ernight, to her trencher, and steals her capon's leg. O, That wait for execution in the morn.
'tis a foul thing, when a cur cannot keep himself [Ereunt Proteus: and Silvia from above. in all companies! I would have, as one should Jul. Host, will you go?
say, one that takes upon him to be a dog indeed, Host, By my hallidom, 1 was fast asleep. to be, as it were, a dog at all things. "If I had Jul. 'Pray you, where lies Sir Proteus ? not had more wit than he, to take a fault upon Host Marry, at my house : Trust rae, I think, me that he did, I think verily he had been hanged 'ris almost day.
for't: sure as I live, he had suffer'd fort; you Jul. Not so, but it hath been the longest night shall judge. He thrusts me himself into the comThat e'er 1 watch'd, and the most beaviest. pany of three or four gentleman-like dogs, under
[Exeunt. ihe duke's table; he had not been there (bless SCENE IL. The same.
the mark) a pissing while; but all the chamber
suelt him. But with the dog, says one; What Enter Eglamour.
cur is that? says another; Whip him out, says Egl. This is the hour that Madam Silvia the third; Hang him up, says the duke. 1, Entreated me to call and know her mind : having been acquainted with ihe smell before, There's some great matter she'd ercploy me in.- knew it was Crab; and goes me to the fellow Madam, madam!
that whips the dogs: Friend, quoth 1, you mean
to whip the dog? Ay, marry, do 1, quoth he. Silvia appears above, at her window.
You do him the more wrong, quoth'l; 'twas I Sil. Who calls ?
did the thing you wot of. He makes me no more Egl. Your servant, and your friend;
ado, but whips me out of the chamber. How One that attends your lady ship's command. many masters would do this for their servants? Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good mor- Nay, I'll be sworn, I have sat in the stocks for row.
puddings he hath stolen, otherwise he had been Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself. executed : 1 have stood on the pillory for geese According to your lady ship's impose,
he hath killed, otherwise he had suffered fort; I am thus early come, to know what service thou think not of this now !-Nay, I rememIt is your pleasure to command ine in.
ber the trick you served me, when I took my Sil o Eglamour, thou art a gentleraan, leave of madam Silvia : did not I bid thee still Think not, I flatter, for I swear, 1 do not,). mark me, and do as I do? When didst thou see Valiant, wise, remorseful, well-accomplish'd. me heave up my leg, and make water against a Thou art not ignorant, what dear good-will gentlewoman's farthingale ? didst thou ever see I bear upto the banish'd Valentine;
me do such a trick ?
Enter Proteus and Julia.
Pro. I hope thou wilt. --How now, you whore-
[To Launce. And, for the ways are dangerous to pass,
Where have you been these two days loitering?
Laun. Marry sir, I carried mistress Silvia the
Pro. And what says she to my little jewel ?
hence, and tells you, currish thanks is good enough for To keep me from a most unholy match,
such a present.
Laun. No, indeed, did she not: here have I 1 do desire thee, even from a heart
brought him back again. As full of sorrows as the sea of sands,
Pro. What, didst thou offer her this from me?
place: and then 1 offered her mine own; who
Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again,
Or ne'er return again into my sight.
A slave, that, still an end turns me to shame.
(Exit Launce. Egl. Where shall I meet you?
Sebastian, I have entertained thee,
Partly, that I have need of such a youth,
That can with some discretion do my business,
For 'tis no trusting to yon foolish lowt;
But chiefly for thy face and thy behaviour:
[Exeunt. Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth : SCENE IV. The same.
Therefore know thon, for this I entertain thee.
Go presently and take this ring with thee,
Deliver it to madam Silvia :