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pluck that from me ; nor who 'tis I love, and Speed. Item, She will often praise her liquora yet 'tis a woman: but what woman, I will not Laun. Is her liquor be good, she shall: if she will iell myself : and yet 'tis a milk-maid : yel 'tis not, I will; for good things should be praised. not a maid, for she hath had gossips : yet 'uis a Speed. Item, She is too liberal. maid, for she is her master's maid, and serves for Laun. Or her tongue, she cannot ; for that's wages. She hath more qualities than a water writ down she is slow of: of her purse she shall spaniel, which is much in a bare Christian. Here not; for that I'll keep shut; now of another thing is the care-lug | Pulling out a paper) of her cou- she may; and that cannot 1 help. Well, proceed. dition. Imprimis, She can fetch and carry Speed. Item, She hath more

hair than wit, and Why, a horse can do no more; nay, a horse can- more faults ihan hairs, and more wealth than not letch, but ouly carry; therefore is she better faults. than a jade. Item, She can milk, look you, a Laun. Stop there ; I'll have her; she was mine, sweet virtue in a maid with clean hands. and not mine, twice or thrice in that last article:

Rehearse that once more.
Enter Speed.

Speed. Item, She hath more hair than wit. -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 hides 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: O, 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 faulls 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 ring is impossible,-ja read.

Speed What ther. : Speed. Thou liest, I can.

Laun. Why, then will I tell thee, that thy masa Laun. I will try thee: Tell me this: Who beter stays for thee at the north-gate. got thee?

Speed. For me? Speed. Marry, the son of my grandfather. 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 thou hast staid Speed. Come, fool, come: try me in thy paper. so long, that going will scarce serve the urn, Laun. There and saint Nicholas be thy speed ! Speed. Why didst not tell me sooner ? 'pox of Speed. Imprimis, She can milk.

your love-letters!

Erit. Laun. Ay, that she can.

Laun. Now will he be swinged for reading my Speed. Item, Şle brews good ale

leiter: An unmannerly slave, that will thrust Laun. And therefore comes the proverb, - himself into secrets! I'll aster, to rejoice in the Blessing of your heart, you brew good ale. boy's correction.

[Erit. Speed, Item, She can seu.

SCENE JI. Laun. That's as much as to say, can she so ? The same. A Room in the Duke's Palace. Speed. Item, She can knit. Laun. What need a man care for a stock with

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 1 set the world on wheels, That I am desperate of obtaining her. when 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; wbich 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.Speed. Here follow her vices,

How now, Sir Proteus? Is your countryman, Laun. Close at the heels of her virtues. According to our proclamation, gone?

Sped. Item, She is not to be kissed fasting, Pro. Gone, my good lord. in respect of her breath.

Duke. My daughter takes his going grievoutly Laun. Well, that fault may be mended with Pro. A little time, my lord, will kill that grier. breakfast: Read on.

Duke. So I believe; but Thurio thinks not so. Speed. ltem, 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 upon 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 aguinst my will. Laun. Out with thai 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 pot 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 descend; bite

(Three things that women highly hold in hale.

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kind;

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. Therefore it must, with circumstance, be spoken By one, whom she esteemeth as his friend. 3 Out. Stand, sir, and throw us that you have buke. 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 andone! 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, Ditke. Where your good word cannot advan- i 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

lose ;
A man I am, cross'd with adversity :

: By anght that I can speak in his dispraise, My riches are these poor habiliments, She shall not long continue love to him. of which if you should here disfurnish me, But say, this weed her love from Valentine, You take the stm 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,

i Oul. 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, Protetis, we dare trust you in this If crooked fortune had not thwarted me.

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 Ort. 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 may confer at large; I kill'd 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 yon; 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. As much as I can do, I will effect:- Val. I was, and held me glad of such a doom. But you, Sir Thurio, are not sharp enough; 1 Out. Have yon the tongues ? You must lay lime, to 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 some feeling line, It is an honourable kind of thievery That may discover such integrity :

Val. Peace, villain ! For Orpheus' lute was strung 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 tame, and huge leviathans

Val. Nothing but my fortune. Forsake unsounded deers to u nce on sands. 3 Out. Know, then, that some of us are gentleAfter your dire lamenting elecres,

men, Visit by night your lady's namber window Such as the fury of ungovern'd youth With some sweet consort; to their instruments Thrust from the company of awful men: Tune 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 Mantua, 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 beantify'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 1 per :

To make a virtue of necessity, And afterward determine our proceedings. And live, as we do, in this wilderness? Duke. Even now about it; I will pardon you. 3 Out. What say'st thou ? wilt thou be of our

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Say ay, and be the captain of us all;
ACT IV.

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.

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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 so 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 deaf I 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 Jars so. SCENE 11. Milan. Court of the Palace.

Host. Hark, what fine change is in the musick!

Jul. Ay! that change is the spite.
Enter Proteus.

Host. You would have them always play but
Pro. Already have I been false to Valentine, one thing?
And now I must be as unjust to Thurio. 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 true, 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 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 I commend my vows, by his master's command, he must carry for 4 She bids me think, how I have been forsworn, present to his lady, In breaking faith with Julia whom 1 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 you 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 sull. Pro. Al 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.

1,9 Pro. Madam, good even to your ladyship. 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 Pro. Ay,gentle Thurio; for, you know that love

truth,

1 Will creep in service where it cannot go. You'd quickly learn to know him by his voice.

Thu, Ay, but, I hope, sir, that you love not here. Șil. Sir Proteus, as I take it.
Pro. Sir, but I do, or else I would be hence. Pro. Sir Proteus, gentle lady, and your servant
Thu. Who? Silvia ?

Sil. What is your will ?
Pro. Ay, Silvia,- for your sake.

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 you hie 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 thou 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, retirn, and make thy love amends. allycholly; I pray you, why is it?

For me, -by this pale queen 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. Coine, 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 I hear him speak ?

But she is dead. Host. Ay, that you shall.

Jul. 'Twere false, if I should speak it; Jul. That will be musiek. [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, thyeell 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?
Song.

Pro. I likewise hear, that Valentine is dead. 1 Who is Silvia? What is she,

Sil. And so suppose am l; for in his grave, That all our swains commend her? Assure thyself, 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.

thence; Is she kind as she is fair?

Or, at the least, in hers sepulchre thine. For bestuty lives with kindness :

Júl. 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, That Silvia is excelling;

For, since the substance of your perfect self

Is else devoted, I am but a shadow ; She excels each mortal thing,

And to your shadow will I make true love. Upon the dull earth dwelling:

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 well 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 itI Jul. He plays false, father.

And so good rest.

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As wretches have o'ernight, to her trencher, and steals her capon's leg: 0, That wait for execution in the morn.

'tis a foul thing, when a cor 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, I 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 Puis almost day.

fort: sure as 1 live, he had suffer'd tor't ; 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 heaviest. pany of three or four gentleman-like dogs, under

[Ereunt. the duke's table; he had not been there (bless SCENE III. The same.

the mark) a pissing while; but all the chamber

smelt him. Out 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. , Entreated me to call and know her mind : having been acquainted with the smell before, There's some great matter she'd employ me in.- kuew it was Crab; and goes ine to the fellow Madam, madam!

that whips the dogs: Friend, quoth l, you mean Silvia appears above, at her window.

to whip the dog? Ay, marry, do 1, quoth he.

You do him the more wrong, quoth '1; 'twas ! 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 ladyship'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 : I 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'st not of this now -Nay, I rememIt is your pleasure to command ine in.

ber the trick you served me, when I took my Sul. O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman, leave of madam Silvia : did not l bid thee still (Think not, I flatter, for I swear, I 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 unto tlie banish'd Valentine;

me do such a trick ? Nor how my father would enforce me marry Vain Thurio, whom my very soul abhorr'd.

Enter Proteus and Julia. Thyself hast lov'd ; and I have heard thee say, Pro. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well, No grief did ever come so near thy heart, And will employ thee in some service presenuy As when thy iady and thy truelove died, Jul. In what you please I will do what I Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity. can. Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine,

Pro. I hope thou wilt. --How now,

you whore. To Mantua, where, I hear, he makes abode ;

son peasant!

(To Launce. And, for the ways are dangerous to pass,

Where have you been these two days loitering ? I do desire thy worthy company,

Laun. Marry sir, I carried mistress Silvia the Upon whose faith and honour I repose. dog you bade me. Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour,

Pro. And what says she to my little jewel ? But think upon my grief, a lady's grief ; Laun. Marry, she says, your dog was a cur ; And on the jnstice of my flying hence,

and tells you, currish thanks is good enough for To keep me from a most unholy match, such a present. Which heaven and fortune still reward with Pro. But she received my dog? plagues.

Laun. No, indeed, did she not: here have I I 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 ? To bear me company, and go with me:

Laun. Ay, sir; the other squirrel was stolen If not, to hide what I have said to thee, from me by the hangman's boys in the market. That I may venture to depart alone.

place: and then 1 offered her mine own; who Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances; is a dog as big as ten of yours, and therefore the Which since I know they virtuously are placed, gift the greater, I give consent to go along with you ;

Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again, Recking as little what betideth me,

Or ne'er return again into my sight. As much I wish all good befortune you. Away, I say; Stay'st thon to vex me here? When will you go?

A slave, that, still an end turns me to shame. Sil. This evening coming.

[Erit Launce. Egl. Where shall I meet you?

Sebastian, I have entertained thee, Sil. At friar Patrick's cell,

Partly, that I have need of such a youth, Where I intend holy confession.

That can with some discretion do my business, Egl. I will not fail your ladyship:

For 'tis no trusting to yon faolish lowt; Good-morrow, gentle lady.

But chiefly for thy face and thy behaviour : Sul. Grod-morrow, kind Sir Eglamour. Which (if my augury deceive me not)

[Ereunt. Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth : SCENE IY. The same.

Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee.

Go presently and take this ring with thee,
Enter Launce, with his dog.

Deliver it to madam Silvia : When a man's servant shall play the car with She loved me well deliver'd it to me. him, look you, it goes hard: one that I brought Jul. It seems you loved her not, to leave her up of a puppy one that I saved from drowning, token: when three or four of his blind brothers and She's dead, belike. sisters went to it! I have taught him_even as Pro. Not so; I think, she lives. one would say precisely, Thus I would teach a Jul. Alas! dog. I was sent to deliver him, as a present to Pro. Why dost thon cry, alas? mistress Silvia, from my master; and I came no Jul. I cannot choose but pity her

.. sooner Into the dining-chamber, but he steps me Pro. Wherefore should'st thou pity her ?

sage?

Tul. Because, methinks, that she lov'd you as But since she did neglect her looking-glass, well

And threw her sun-expelling mask away, As you do love your lady Silvia :

The air hath starv'd the roses in her cheeks, She dreams on him that has forgot her love; And pinch'd the lily-lincture of her face, You dote on her that cares not for your love. That now she is become as black as I T'is pity, love should be so contrary:

Sil. How tall was she ? And thinking on it, makes me cry, alas! Jul. About my stature: for, at Pentecost, Pro. Well, give her that ring, and therewithal When all our pageants of delight were play'd, This letter ;-that's her chamber.-Tell my lady, Our youth got me to play the wonian's part, 1 claim the promise for her heavenly picture. And I was trimm'd in madam Julia's gown, Your message done, hie home unto my chamber, Which serv'd me as fit, by all men's judgment, Where thuu shalt find me sad and solitary. As if the garment had been made for me ;

(Exit Proteus. Therefore, I know, she is about my height. Jul. How many women would do such a mes. And, at that time, I made her weep a good,

For I did play a lamentable part:
Alas, poor Proteus, thou hast entertained Madam, 'twas Ariadne, passioning,
A fox, to be the shepherd of thy lambs : For Theseus' perjury, and unjust Right;
Alas, poor fool! why do I pity him

Which I so lively acted with my tears, That with his very heart despiseth me? That my poor mistress, moved therewithal, Because he loves her, he despiseth me:

Wept bitterly; and, would I might be dead, Because I love him, I must pity him.

If l' in thoughi felt not her very sorrow! This ring 1 gave him, when he parted from me, Sil. She is beholden to thee, gentle youth To bind him to remember my good-will: Alas, poor lady! desolate and left! And now am I (unhappy messenger!) I weep myself, to think npon thy words. To plead for that, which I would not obtain; Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee tiris To carry that,

which I would have refus'd;' For thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou lux'st Topraise his faith, which I would have disprais'd.

her. I am my master's true confirmed love;

Farewell.

(Exit Silvia, But cannot be true servant to my master, Jul. And she shall thank you fort,

if e'er you Unless I prove false traitor to myself.

know her.Yet I will woo for him: but yet so coldly, A virtuore gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful. As, heaven, it knows, I would not have him I hope ny master's suit will be but cold, speed.

Since she respects my mistress' love so much. Enter Silvia, attended.

Alas, how love can trifle with itself!

Here is her picture: Let me see; I think,
Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you be my mean in I had such a tire, this face of mine
To bring me where to speak with madam Silvia. Were full as lovely as is this of hers:
Șil. What would you with her, if that I be she? And yet the painter flatter'd her a little,
Jul. If you be she, I do entreat your patience Unless I fatter with myself too much.
To hear me speak the message I am sent on. Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow :
Sil. From whom?

If that be all the difference in his love,
Jul. From my master, Sir Proteus, madam. I'll get me such a colour'd periwig.
Sil. O!--he sends you for a picture ?

Her eyes are gray as glass; and so are mine : Jul. Ay, madam.

Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine's as high Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there.

What shchild it be, that he respects in her,

(Picture brought. But I can make respective in myself, Go, give your master this : tell him from me, If this fond love were not a blinded god ? One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget, Come, shadow, come, and take this sharlow ap. Wonld better fit his chamber than this shadow. For 'tis thy rival. Othou senseless form,

Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter.- Thou shalt be worshipp'd, kiss'd, lov'd, and Pardon me, madam ; I have unadvis'd

ador'd; Deliver'd you a paper that I should not; And, were there sense in this idolatry, This is the letter to your lady ship.

My substance should be statue in thy stead. Sit. I pray thee let me look on that again.

I'll use thee kindly for thy inistress' sake, Jul. It may not be ; good madam, pardon me. That usd me so; or else, by Jove I vow, Sil. There, hold.

1 should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes I will not look upon your master's lines: To make my master out of love with thee. I know, they are stufl'd with protestations,

(Este And full of new-found oaths; which he will break As easily as I do tear his paper.

ACT V.
Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring.
Sil. The more shame for him that he sends it me;

SCENE I. The same. An Abbey.
For, I have heard him say a thousand times,

Enter Eglamour.
His Julia gave it him at his departure :
Thongh his false finger hath profan'd the ring, And now it is about the very hour

Egl. The sun begins to gild the western sky ;
Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong.
Jul. She thanks you.

That Silvia,at friar Patrick's cell shoukl meet nie

She will not fail; for lovers break no: hours,
Sil. What say'st thou ?
Tul. I thank you, madam, that you tender her: So much they spur their expedition.

Unless it be to come before their time;
Poor gentlewoman! my master wrongs her much,
Sil. Dost thou know her?

Enter Silvia.
Juk Almost as well as I do know myself: See, where she comes: Lady, a happy evening!
To think upon her woes, I do protest,

Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour ! That I have wept a hundred several times. Out at the postern by the abbey wall; Sil. Belike, she thinks that Proteus hath for. I fear I am attended uy some spies. sook her

Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues off; Jul. I think, she doth, and that's her cause of If we recover that, we are sure enough. [E.reunt sorrow

SCENE IL The same. A Room in the Duke's Sil. Is she not passing fair ?

Palace.
Jul. She hath been fairer, madam, than she is :
When she did think, my master lov'd her well,

Enter Thurio, Proteus, and Julia.
She, in my judgment, was as fair as you ; Thre. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suits

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