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Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise bere. And the particular accidents, gone by, after,

Since I came to this isle: And in the morn, And seek for grace: What a thrice-double ass I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples, Was I, to take this drunkard for a god, Where I have hope to see the nuptiul And worship this doll fool ?

Of these our dear-beloved solemniz'd; Pro.

Go to; away! And thence retire me to my Milan, whore Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where Every third thought shall be iny grave. you found it.

Alon. Seb. Or stole it, rather.

To hear the story of your life, which must (Exeunt CAL. STE. and Trin. Take the ear strangely. Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your

Pro.

I'll deliver all; train,

And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales, Tu my poor cell : where you shall take your And sail so expeditious, that shall catch rest

Your royal fleet far off.-My Ariel ;-chick,For this one night; which (part of it,) I'll waste That is thy charge; then to the clements With such discourse as, I not doubt, shall make Be free, and fare thou well!-{aside.) Please Go quick away: the story of my life, [it you, draw near,

[Ereunt.

EPILOGUE.

SPOKEN BY PROSPERO.
Now my charms are all verthrown, Gentle breath of yours my sails
And what strength I have's mine own; Must fill, or else my project fails,
Which is most faint : now,'tis true, Which was to please: Now I want
I must be here
confin'd by you,

Spirits to enforce, art to enchant ;
Or sent to Naples : Let me not,

And my ending is despair, Since I have my dukedom got,

Unless I be reliev'd by prayer ; And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell

Which pierces so, that it assaults In this bare island, by your spell; Mercy itself, and frees all faults. But release me from my bands,

As you from crimes would pardon'd be, With the help of your good hands *.

Let your indulgence set me free.

Applanse: noise was supposed to dissolve a spell.

It is observed of Toe TEMPEST, that its plan is regular : this the author of TAR REVISAL thinks, what I think too, an accidental effect of the story, not intended or regarded by ou. author. But, whatever might be Shakspeare's intention in forming or adopting the plot, he bas made it instrumental to the production of many characters, diversified with boundless invention, and preserved with profound skill in nature, extensive knowledge of opinions, and accurate observation of life. In a single drama are here exhibited princes, courtiers, and sailors, all speaking in their real characters. There is the agency of airy spirits, and of an earthly goblin. The operations of magic, the tumults of a storm, the adventures of a desert island, the native effusion of untaught affection, the punishment of guilt, and the final bappi. ness of the pair for whom our passions zod reason are equally interested.

JOANSON,

TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA.

Persons represented.
DUKE OF MILAN, father to Suvia. PANTHINO, servant to Antonio.
VELENTINE,

Host, where Julia Lodges in Milan.
PROTRUS,
Gentlemen of Verona.

Out-laws.
ANTONIO, father to Proteus.
TAURIO, a foolish rival to Valentine. Julia, a lady of Verona, belored by Proteus.
EGLAMOUR, agent for Silvia in her escape. Silvia, the duke's daughter, beloved by
SP880, a clownish servant to Valentine.

Valentine. LAURCE, servant to Proteus.

LUCETTA, waiting woman to Julia.

Servants, Musicians. Scene, sometimes in Verona ; sometimes in Milan; and on the frontiers of Mantua.

ACT I. SCENE I. An open place ix Verona. If lost, why then a grievous labour won;

However, but a folly bought with wit, En VALENTINE and PROTBUS.

Or else a wit by folly vanquished. Val. Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus ; Pro. So, by your circumstance, you call me Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits : rool. Wer't not, affection chains thy tender days Val. So, by your circumstance, I fear, you'll To the sweet glances of thy honour'd love,

prove: I rather would entreat thy company,

Pro. Tis love you cavil at; I am not Love. To see the wonders of the world abroad, Val. Love is your master, for he masters Than living dully slaggardiz'd at home, And he that is so yoked by a fool, (you: Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness. Methinks should not be chronicled for wise. But, since thou lov'st, love still, and thrive Pro. Yet writers say, As in the sweetest bad therein,

The eating canker dwells, so eating love Even as I would, wben s to love begin. Inbabits in the finest wits of all. Pro. Wilt thou be gone? Sweet Valentine, Val. And writers say, As the most forward adieu!

Is eaten by the canker ere it blow, (bud Think on thy Proteus, when thou, haply, seest Even so by love the young and tender wit Some rare pote-worthy object in thy travel : Is turu'd to folly; blasting in the bud, Wish me partaker in thy happiness,

Losing his verdure even in the primne, When thou dost meet good hap; and, in thy And all the fair effects of future hopes. If ever danger do environ thee, (danger, But-wherefore waste 1 time to counsel thee, Commend thy grievance to my holy prayers, That art a votary to fond desire! Por I will be thy bead's-man, Valentine. Once more adieu: my father at the road Val. Andon a love-book pray for my success. Expects my coming, there to see me shipp'd. Pro. Upon some book I love, I'll pray for Pro. And thither will I bringthee, Valentine. thee.

(love, Val. Sweet Protens, no; Dow let us take Val. That's on some shallow story of deep our leave, How young Leander cross'd the Hellespont. At Milan let me bear from thee by letters,

Pré. That's a deep story of a deeper love; Or thy success in love, and what news else For he was more than over shoes in love. Betideth here in absence of thy friend;

Val. 'Tis true; for you are over boots in love, And I likewise will visit thee with mine.
And yet you never swam the Hellespont. Pro.All happiness bechance to thee in Milan!
Pro. Over the boots ? nay, give me not the Val. As muoh to you at home!

and so faroboots.

well!

(Erit VALENTINI. Val. No, I'll not, for it boots thee not. Pro. He after honour hunts, I after love : Pro.

Wbat? He leaves his friends, to dignify them more ;

To be I leave myself, my friends, and all for love, in love, where scord is bought with groans; Thou, Julia, thou hast metamorphos'd me; coy looks,

(mirth, Made me neglect my studies, lose my uime, With heart-sore sighs; one fading moment's War with good counsel, set the world at nought; With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights: Made wit with mnsing weak, heart sick with It baply won, perbaps, a hapless gain;

thonght.
• A humorons punishment at harvest-home feasts, &c.

Val.

Enter SPEED.

Pr. Beshrew | me, but yon havea quick wil Speed. Sir Proteus, save you: Saw you my Speed. And yet it cannot overtake your master?

{for Milan. slow pursc. Pro. But now he parted hence, to embark Pro. Come, come, open the matter in briet: Sp.Twenty to one then, he is shipp'd already; What sail she? And I bave play'd the sheep in losing him. Speed. Open your purse, that the money, ed

Pro. Indeed a sheep doth very often stray, the matter, niay be both at once delivered. An if the shepherd be awhile away.

Pro. Well, sir, here is for your pains: What Speed. You conclude that my master is a said she? shepherd then, and I a sheep?

Sp. Truly, sir, I think you'll hardly win bor. Pro. I do.

Pro. Why? Could'st thou perceive so much Speed. Why then my horns are his horns, | from her ? whether I wake or sleep.

Speed. Sir, I could perceive nothing at all Pro. A silly answer, and fitting well a sheep. from her; no, not so much as a ducat for deSpeed. This proves me still a sheep. livering your letter: And being so hard to me Pro. True; and thy master a shepherd. that brought your mind, I fear, she'll prove as Sp. Nay, that I can deny by a circumstance. hard to you in telling her mind. Give ber no

Pro. It shall go hard, but I'll prove it by token but stones; for she's as hard as stee.. another.

Pro. What, said she nothing? Speed. The shepherd seeks the sheep, and Speed. No, not so much as-take this for not the sheep the sbepherd; but I seek my thy pains. To testify your bounty, I thank you, master, and my master seeks not me: there you have testern'd; ine; in requital whereos, fore, I am no sheep.

henceforth carry your letters yourself: and so, Pro. The sheep for fodder follow the shep-sir, I'll commend you to my master. herd, the shepherd for food follows not the Pro. Go, go, be gone, to save your ship sheep; thou for wages followeet thy master, from wreck; thy master for wages follows not thee: there- Which cannot perish, having thee aboard, fore, thou art a shecp.

Being destined to a drier death on shores Sp.Such another proof will make me cry bra. I must go send some better messenger ; Pro. But dost thou hear? gav'st thou my I fear, my Julia would not deign my lines, letter to Julia

Receiving them from such a worthless post. Speed. Ay,sir: I, a lost mutton, gave your

(brezat letter to her, a laced mutton*; and she, a

SCENE II. laced mutton, gave me, a lost mutton, nothing

The same.

Garden of Julia's house. for my labour. Pro. Here's too small a pasture for such a

Enter Julia and LUCETTA. store of muttons.

Jul. But say, Lucetta, now we are alone, Speed. If the ground be overcharged, yun Would'st thou then counsel me to fall in love were best stick her.

Lur. Ay, madam; so you stumlie nat unPro. Nay, in that you are astray; 'twere heedfully, best pound you.

Jul. Of all the fair resort of gentlemen, Speed. Nay, sir, less than a ponnd shall That every day with parle encounter me, cerve me for carrying your letter.

In thy opinion, which is worth.iest love? Pro. You mistake; I mean the pound, a Luc. Please you, repeat their names, 1911 pinfold.

shew my mind Speed. Froin a pound to a pin? fold it over According to my shallow simple and over,

[your lover. Jul. What think'st thou of the i Shr Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter to Eglamour?

[fine ; Pro. But what said she? did she nod? Luc. As of a knight well-spoken, neat and

SPEED nods. But, were I you, he never should be mine. Speed. I.

Jul. What think'st thou of the rich Meroatio ? Pro. Nod, I? why, that's noddy to

Luc. Well of his wealth; but of himself, so, so. Speed. You mistook, sir; I say, she did nod: Jul. What think'st thou of the gentle Proteast and you ask me, if she did nod; and I say,

I. Luc. Lord, lord! to see what folly reigns Pro. And that set together, is-noddy.

in ns! Speed. Now you have taken the pains to

Jul. How now! what means this passion set it together, take it for your pains.

at his name? Pro. No, no, you shall have it for bearing Luc. Pardon, dear inadam; 'tis a passing the letter.

That I, unworthy body as I am, (shame, Speed. Well, I perceive, I must be fain to Should censures thus on lovely gentlemner. bear with you.

Jul. Why not on Proteus, as of all the rest? Pro. Why, sir, how do you bear with me i Luc. Then thus,of many good I think Speed. Marry, sir, the letter very orderly ;

Jul. Your reason?

[him best having nothing but the word, noddy, for my

Luc. I have no other but a woman's reason; and pains.

I think him so, because I think im se

A term for a conrtezan.

Cive me a six-pence.

+ A game at cards.

| Taik.

| Ill betiden [ Pass sentence.

Luc.

(I pray:

Jul. And wonld'st thou have me cast my Luc. Macam, it will not lie where it con love on him?

away. Unless it have a false interpreter. cerns, Luc. Ay, if you thought your love not cast Jul. Some love of your's hath writ to you Jul. Why be of all the rest halb never mov'd in rhyme. me.

[loves ye.

Luc. That Linight sing it, madam, to a tune: Luc. Yet he of all the rest, I think, best Give me a note: your ladyship can set. Jul. His little speaking shews his love but Jul. As little by such toy's as may be possible : small.

(of all. Best sing it to the tune of Light vi love. Luc. Pire, that is closest kept burns most Luc. It is too heavy for su light a tune. Jul. They do not love, that do not shew Jul. Heavy? belike, ithath some burden theu their love.

Luc. Ay, and melodious were it, would yon Luc. O, they love least, that let nep know Jul. And why not you?

(sing it Jul. I would, I knew his mind. [their love.

Luc.

I cannot reach so bigb Peruse this paper, madam. Jul. Let's see your song:- How now,miniun Jul. TO Julia,-Say, from whom?

Luc. Keep tune there still, so you will sing Luc. That the contents will shew.

it out: Jul. Say, say; who gave it thee?

And yet, methinks, I do not like this tune. Luc. Sir Valentine's page; and sent, I think, Jui. You do not? from Proteus:

Luc. So, madam ; it is too sharp. He would have given it you, but I being in the Jul. You, minion, are too sancy. way,

Luc. Nay, now you are too fiat, Did in your name receive it; pardon the fairít, And mar the concorit with too harsh a descant :

Jul. Now, by my modesty, a goodly broker!* | There warteth buit a mean to fill your sung. Dare yon presume to harbour wanton lines? Jul. The mean is drown'd with your unruly To whisper and conspire against my youth?

base. Now, trust me, 'tis an office of great worth, Luc. Indeed, I bid the basel for Proteus. And you an officer fit for the place.

jul. This babble shall not henceforth trouble There, take the paper', see it be return'd; Here is a coil with protestation ! Or else return no more into my sight.

Tears the letter. Luc. To plead for love deserves more fee Go, get you gone; and let the papers lie: Jul. Will you be gone? (than hate. You would be fingering them, to anger me. Luc. That you may ruminate. (Exit. Luc. She makes it strange; but she would Jul. And yet, I wouid I had o'erlook'd the be best pleas'd letter.

To be so angerd with another letter. (Erit. It were a shame to call her back again, Jul. Nay, would I were so anger'd with the And pray her to a fault for which I chid her.

same! What fool is she, that knows I am a maid, O hateful hands, to tear such loving words! And would not force the letter to my view ? Injurious wasps! to feed on such sweet honey, Since maids, in modesty, Suy No, to that And kill the bees, that yielu it, with your stings: Which they would have the profferer construe, I'll kiss each several paper for amends. Fie, fie! how wayward is this foolish love, [4y. And here is writ-kinil julia ;- unkind Julia! That, like a testy babe, will scratch the uurse, As in revenge of thy ingratitude, And presently, all hombled, kiss the rod! I throw thy name against the bruising stones, How churlishly I chid Lucetta hence, Trampling contemptuously on thy disdain. When willingly I would have had her here! Look, here is writ-love-wounded Proteus:--Horarily I taught my brow to frown, Poor wounded name! my bosom, as a bed,

sinward joy enforc'd my heart to smile! Shall lodge thee, till thy wound be throughly M, penance is, to call Lúcettă back,

heal'd; And ask remission for my folly past :

And thus I search it with a sovereign kiss. What ho! Lucetta!

But twice or thrice, was Proteus written down i

Be calın, good wind, blow 'not a word away, Re-enter LUCETTA.

Till I have found each letter in the letter, Luc.

What would your ladyship? Except mine own name; that some whirlwind Jul. Is it near dinner-time?

Unto a ragged, fearful, hanging rock, (bear Luc.

I would it were; And throw it thence into the raging sea! That you might kill your stomacht on your Lo, here in one line is his name twice writ,And not apon your maid.

(meat, Poor forlorn Proteus, passionate Proteus, Jul.

What is't you took op To the swett Julia ;--that I'll tear away ; So gingerly?

And yet I will not, sith ** so prettily
Luc,
Nothing.

He conples it to his complaining nanies : Jul.

Why did'st thou stoop then? Thus will I fold them one upon another ; Luc. To take a paper up that I let fall. Now kiss, embrace, contend, do what you will. Jul. And is that paper nothing?

Re-enter LUCETTA. Luc.

Nothing concerving me. Luc. Madam, dinner's ready, and your fa. Jul. Then let it lie for those that it concerni.

ther stays.
• A matchmaker.
+ Passion or obstinacy:

A terin in music.
The tenor in music. U A challenges

Bustle, stir

• Sincc. D

news.

Jul. Well, let us go.

Are journeying to salute the emperor, Luc. What, shall these papers lie like tell. And to commend their service to his will, tales here?

[up. Ant. Good company; with them shall ProJul. If you respect them, best to take them

teus go :

[himg. Luc. Nay, I was taken up for laying them And, in good time,-now will we breaš with down:

Enter PROTEUS. Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold.

Pro. Sweet love! sweet lines ! sweet life : Jul. I see, you have a month's mind to them. Here is her hand, the agent of her heart ; Luc. Ay, madam, you may say what sights Here is her oath for love, her honour's pawn: you see ;

0, that our fathers would applaud our loves, I see things too, although you judge I wink. Jul. Come, come, willt please you go?

To seal our happiness with their consents! [Exeunt.

O heavenly Julia!

Ant. How now? what letter are you reading SCENE III.

there?

(or two The same. A Room in Antonio's House.

Pro. May't please your lordship, 'tis a word Enter ANTONIO and PANTHINO.

Of commendation sent from Valentine,

Delivered by a friend that came froni him. Ant. Tell me, Panthino, what sad * talk was

Ant. Lend me the letter; let me see what that Wherewith my brother held you in the

(writes cloister?

Pro. There is no news, my lord; but that he Pan. 'T'was of his nephew Proteus, your son. And daily graced by the emperor

How happily he lives, how well belov'd, Ant. Why, what of him?

Pan. He wonderd, that your lordship Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune. Would suffer him to spend his youth at home;

Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish? While other men, of slender reputation t,

Pro. As one relying on your lordship’s will, Put forth their sons to seek preferment out:

And not depending on his friendly wish. Some, to the wars, to try their fortune there;

Ant. My will is something sorted with bis

wish : Soine, to discover islands far away;

Muse || not that I thus suddenly proceed; Some, to the studions universities.

For what I will, I will, and there an end. For any, or for all these exercises, He said, that Proteus, your son, was meet;

I am resolv'd, that thou shalt spend some time And did request me, to impórtune you,

With Valentinus in the emperor's court ; To let him spend his time no more at home,

What maintenance he from his friends receives, Whichwould be great impeachment I to his age, Tomorrow be in readiness to go :

Like exhibition I thou shalt have from me. In having known no travel in his youth. Ant. Nor need'st thou much importune me

Excuse it not, for I am peremptory.

Pro. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided; Whereon this month I have been hammering. Please you, deliberate a day or two.

Ant. Look, what thou want'st, shall be sent I have consider'd well his loss of time;

after thee: And how he cannot be a perfect man,

No more of stay; to-morrow thou must go. Not being try'd and tntord in the world :

Come on, Panthino; you shall be employ'd Experience is by industry achiev'd,

To hasten on his expedition. And perfected by the swift course of time:

[Exeunt Ant. and Par. Then, tell me, whither were I best to send him!

Pro. Thas have I shunn'd the fire, for fear Pan. I think, your lordship is not ignorant How his companion, youthful Valentine,

of burning;

And drench'd me in the sea, where I ain Attends the emperor in his royal court.

drown'd: Art. I know it well. Pan. "Twere good, I think, your lordship Lest he should take exceptions to my love;

I fear'd to shew my father Julia's letter, sent himn thịther : There shall he practise tilts and tournaments, Hath he excepted most against my love.

And with the vantage of mine own excuse Hear sweet discourse,converse with noblemen; o, how this spring of love resembleth And be in eye of every exercise,

The uncertain glory of an April day;
Worthy his youth and nobleness of birth.
Ant. Ilike thycounsel; well hast thou advis'd: Which now shews all the beauty of the san,

And by and by a cloud takes all away!
And, that thou may'st perceive how well I like
The execution of it shall make known; [it,

Re-enter PANTHINO.
Even with the speediest execution

Pan. Sir Protens, your father calls for you; I will despatch him to the emperor's court. He is in haste, therefore, I pray you, go. Pan. To-morrow, may it please yon, Don Pro. Why,this it is! my heart accords thereto; Alphonso,

And yet a thousand times it answers, no. With other gentlemen of good esteem,

(Exeunt.
. Serious.
+ Little consequence.

Keproach.
Ø Break the inatter to him.

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