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In a poor isle; and all of us, ourselves,

That could controul the moon, make flows and ebbs,
When no man was his own.

And deal in her command, without her power:
Alon. Give me your hands: [To Fer. and Mir. These three have robb’d me; and this demi-devil
Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart, (For he's a bastard onc,) had plotted with them
That doth not wish you joy!

To take my life: two of these fellows you
Gon. Be't so! Amen!

Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I
Re-enter Aniel, with the Master and Boatswain Acknowledge mine.
amazedly following:

Cal. I shall be pinch'd to death.
O look, sir, look, sir! here are more ofus.

Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler?
I prophesied, if a gallows were on land,

Seb. He is drunk now: where had he wine?
This fellow could not drown :- Now, blasphemy, Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: Where should
That swear’st grace o'erboard, not an oath on shore? they
Hast thou no mouth by land ? What is the news ? Find this grand liquor, that hath gilded them?
Boats. The best news is, that we have safely found How cam'st thou in this pickle?
Our king, and company; the next, our ship, - Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw you last,
Which, but three glasses since, we gave out split, that, I fear me, will never out of my bones: I shall not
Istight, and yare, and bravely rigg'd, as when fear fly-blowing.
We first put out to sea.

Seb. Why, how now, Stephano ?
Ari. Sir, all this service

Ste. O touch me not! I am not Stephano, but a cramp.
Have I done, since I went.

Aside.

Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah?
Pro. My tricksy spirit!

Ste. I should have been a sore one then.
Alon. These are not natural events; they strengthen Alon. This is as strange a thing, as e'er I look'd on.
From strange to stranger :-Say, how came you 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: — Go, sirrah, to my cell;
And (how, we know not,) all clapp'd under hatches, Take with you your companions; as you look
Where, but even now, with strange and several noises To have my pardon, trim it handsomely!
Of roaring, shrieking, howling, gingling chains, Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter,
And more diversity of sounds, all horrible,

And seek for grace: What a thrice-double ass
We were awak'd ; straightway, at liberty:

Was I, to take this drunkard for a god,
Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld

And worship this dull fool!
Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master

Pro, Go to; away!
Capering to eye her: On a trice, so please you, Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where you
Even in a dream, were we divided from them,

found it!
And were brought mopiog hither.

Seb. Or stole it, rather. (Exeunt Cal. Ste. and Trin. Ari. Was't well done?

Pro.Sir, I invite your highness, and your train,
Pro. Bravely, my diligence! Thou shalt Aside, To my poor cell : where you shall take your rest
be free.

For this one night; which (part of it, I'll waste
Alon. This is as strange a maze, as e'er men trod : With such discourse, as, Inot doubt, shall make it
And there is in this business more than nature Go quick away : the story of my life,
Was ever conduct of: some oracle

And the particular accidents, gone by,
Must rectify our knowledge.

Since I came to this isle. And in the morn,
Pro. Sir, my liege,

I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples,
Do not infest your mind with beating on

Where I have hope to see the nuptial
The strangeness of this business! at pick'd leisure, Ofthese our dear-beloved solemniz'd,
Which shall be shortly, siugle I'll resolve you And thence retire me to my Milan, where
(Which to you shall seem probable, ofevery Everythird thought shall be my grave.
These happen'd accidents : till when, be cheerful, Alon. I long
And think of each thing well!— Come hither, spirit! To hear the story of your life, which must

[ Aside. Take the earstrangely.
Set Caliban and his companions free!

Pro. I'll deliver all;
Untie the spell!— [Exit Ariel.],– How fares my gra- And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales,
cious sir?

And sail so expeditious, that shall catch
There are yet missing of your company

Your royal fleet far oft. — My Ariel !-chick, -
Some few odd lads, that you remember not.

That is thy charge; then to the elements
Re-enter Ariel, driving in Calibas, STEPHAxo, and Be free, and fare thou well! — [Aside.] - Please you
Trisculo, in their stolen apparel.

draw near!

[Exeunt.
Ste. Every man shift for allthe rest, and let no man
take care for himself; for all is but fortune:-Coragio,
bully-monster, Coragio!

EPILOGUE.
Trin. If these be true spies which I wearin my head,
here's a goodly sight.

Now my charms are all o'erthrown,
Cal. O Setebos, these be brave spirits, indeed! And what strength I have's mine own;
How fine my master is! I am afraid

Which is most faint: Now, 'tis true,
He will chastise me.

I must be here confined by you,
Seb. Ha, ha!

Or sent to Naples : Let me not,
What things are these, my lord Antonio?

Since I have my dukedom got,
Willmoney buy them?

And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell
Ant. Very like; one of them

In this bare island, by your spell;
Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable.

But release me from my bands,
Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords, With the help of your good hands!
Then say, if they be true! - This

mis-shapen knave,- Gentle breath of yours my sails
His mother was a witch; and one so strong

Must fill, or else my project fails,

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better, than a jade. Item, She can milk; look you, Laun. Stop there! I'll have her: she was mine, and a sweet virtue in a maid with clean hands!

not mine, twice or thrice in that last article: ReEnter Speed.

hearse that once more! Speed How now, siguior Launce? what news with Speed. Item, She hath more hair, than wit, -your mastership?

Laun. More hair, than wit?-it may be; I'll prove it: Laun. With my master's ship? why, it is at sca. The cover of the salt hides the salt, and therefore it is Speed. Well, your old vice still: mistake the word. more, than the salt; the hair that covers the wit, is What news then in your paper?

more, than the wit; for the greater hides the less. Laun. The blackest news that ever thou heard'st. What's next? Speed. Why, man, how black ?

Speed. And more faults, than hairs,Laun, Why, as black as ink.

Laun. That's monstrous: O, that that were out!
Speed. Let me read them!

Speed. And more wealth, than fuults.
Laun. Fye on thee, jolt-head ! thou canst not read. Laun. Why, that word makes the faults gracious.
Speed. Thou liest, I can.

Well, I'll have her: And if it be a match, as nothing
Laun. I will try thee: Tell me this: Who begot thee? is impossible,
Speed. Marry, the son of my grandfather.

Speed. What then?
Laun. O illiterate loiterer! it was the son of thy Laun. Why, then I will tell thee, -- that thy master
grandmother: this proves, that thou canst not read. stays for thee at the north gate.
Speed. Come, fool, come, try me in thy paper! Speed. For me?
Laun. There; and saint Nicholas be thy speed ! Laun. For thee? ay; who art thou ? he hath staid
Speed. Imprimis, She can milk.

for a better man, than thee. Laun. Ay, that she can.

Speed. And must I go to him? Speed. Item, She brews good ale.

Laun. Thou must run to him, for thou hast staid so Laun. And thereof comes the proverb,--Blessing of long, that going will scarce serve the turn. your heart, you brew good ale.

Speed. Why didst not tell me sooner? 'pox of yonr Speed. Item, She can sew.

love-letters!

[Exit. Laun. That's as much as to say, Can she so? Laun. Now will he be swinged for reading my letter : Speed. Item, She can knit.

An unmannerly slave, that will thrust himself into Laun. What need a man care for a stock with a secrets !- I'll after, to rejoice in the boy's correction. wench, when she can knit him a stock?

(Exit. Speed. Item, She can wash and scour. Laun. A special virtue! for then she need not be SCENE II. - The same. Aroom in the Duke's washed and scoured.

palace, Speed. Item, She can spin.

Enter Doke and THURTO; Proteus behind. Laun. Then may I set the world on wheels, when she Duke. Sir Thurio, fear not, but that she will love you, can spin for her living.

Now Valentine is banish'd from her sight.
Speed. Item, She hath many nameless virtues. Thu. Since his exile she hath despis’d me most,
Laun. That's as much as to say, bastard virtues; that, Forsworn my company, and rail'd at me,
indeed, know not their fathers, and therefore have no That I am desperate of obtaining her.

Duke. This weak impress of love is as a figure
Speed. Here follow her vices.

Trenched in ice, which with an hour's heat Laun. Close at the heels of her virtues.

Dissolves to water, and doth lose his form. Speed. Item, She is not to be kissed fasting, in re- A little time will melt her frozen thoughts, spect of her breath.

And worthless Valentine shall be forgot. Laun. Well

, that fault may be mended with a break- How now, sir Proteus ? Is your country man, fast. Read on!

According to our proclamation, gone?
Speed. Item, She hath a sweet mouth.

Pro. Gone, my good lord.
Laun. That makes amends for her sour breath. Duke. My daughter takes his going grievously.
Speed. Item, She doth talk in her sleep.

Pro. A little time, my lord, will kill that grief. Laun. It's no matter for that, so she sleep not in her Duke. So I believe; but Thurio thinks not so.talk.

Proteus, the good conceit I hold of thee, Speed. Item, She is slow in words.

(For thou hast shown some sign of good desert) Laun. O villain, that set this down among her vices! Makes me the better to confer with thee. To be slow in words, is a woman's only virtue. I pray Pro. Longer, than I prove loyal to your grace, thee, out with't and place it for her chief virtue! Let me not live to look upon your grace! Speed. Item, She is proud.

Duke. Thou know'st, how willingly I wondd effect Laun. Out with that too! It was Eve's legacy, and The match between sir Thurio and my daughter. cannot be taken from her.

Pro.

lo, my lord. Speed. Item She hath no teeth.

Duke. And also, I think, thou art not ignorant, Laun. I care not for that neither, because I love How she opposes her against my will. crusts.

Pro. She did, my lord, when Valentine was here.
Speed. Item, She is curst.

Duke. Ay, and perversely she persévers so.
Laun. Well; the best is, she hath no teeth to bite. What might wedo, to make the girl forget
Speed. Item, She will often praise her liquor. The love of Valentine, and love sir Thurio?
Laun. If her liquor be good, she shall : if she will Pro. The best way is to slander Valentine
not, I will; for good things should be praised. With falsehood, cowardice, and poor descent;
Speed. Item, She is too liberal.

Three things, that women highly hold in hate!
Laun. Of her tongne she cannot; for that's writ Duke. Ay, but she'll think, that it is spoke in hate.
down she is slow of: of her parse she shall not; for Pro. Ay, if his enemy deliver it:
that I'll keep shut: now, of another thing she may; Therefore it must, with circumstance, be spoken
and that I cannot help. Well, proceed !

By one, whom she esteemeth as his friend. Speed, Item, She hath more hair, than wit, and more Duke. Then you must undertake to slander him. faults, than hairs, and more wealth, than faults. Pro. And that, my lord, I shall be loth to do:

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'Tis an ill office for a gentleman,

1 Out. That's not so, sir; we are your enemies. Especially, against his very friend.

2 Out. Peace!we'll hear him.
Duke. Where your good word cannot advantage 3 Out. Ay, by my beard, will we;
him,

For he's a proper man.
Your slander never can endamage him;

Val. Then know, that I have little wealth to lose.
Therefore the office is indifferent,

A man I am, cross'd with adversity:
Being entreated to it by your friend.

My riches are these poor habiliments,
Pro. Yon have prevail'd, my lord: if I can do it, of which if you should here disfurnish me,
By aught that I can speak in his dispraise,

You take thesum and substance that I have.
She shall not long continue love to him.

2 Out. Whither travel you?
But say, this weed her love from Valentine,

Val. To Verona.
It follows not, that she will love sir Thurio.

1 Out. Whence came you?
Thu. Therefore as you unwind her love from him,

Val. From Milan.
Lestit should ravel, and be good to none,

3 Out. Have you long sojourn'd there?
You must provide to bottom it on me:

Val. Some sixteen months; and longer might have Which must be done, by praising me as much,

staid,
As you in worth dispraise sir Valentine.

If crooked fortune had not thwarted me.
Duke. And, Proteus, we dare trust you in this kind; 10ut. What, were you banish'd thence?
Because we know, on Valentine's report,

Val. I was.
You are already love's firm votary,

20ut. For what offence?
And cannot soon revolt and change your mind. Val. For that, which now torments me to rehearse:
Upon this warrant shall you have access,

I kill'da man, whose death I much repent;
Where you with Silvia may confer at large;

But yet I slew him manfully in fight,
For she is lumpish, heavy, melancholy,

Without false vantage, or base treachery.
And, for your friend's sake, will be glad of you; 1 Out. Why, ne'er repentit, if it were done so!
Where you may temper her, by your persuasion, But were you banish'd for so small a fault?
To hate young Valentine, and love

my
friend.

Val. I was, and held me glad of such a doom.
Pro. As much, as I can do, I will effect. –

1 Out. Have you the tongues ?
But you, sir Thurio, are not sharp enough;

Val. My youthful travel therein made me happy;
You must lay lime, to tangle her desires,

Orelse I often had been miserable.
By wailful sonnets, whose composed rhymes

3 Out. By the bare scalp of Robin Hood's fat friar,
should be full fraught with serviceable vows. This fellow were a king for our wild faction.
Duke. Ay,much is the force of heaven-bred poesy.

1 Out. We'll have him. Sirs, a word!
Pro. Say, that upon the altar of her beauty

Speed. Master, be one of them!
You sacrifice your tears, your sighs, your heart! It is an honourable kind of thievery.
Write till your ink be dry; and with your tears

Val. Peace, villain !
Moist it again; and frame some feeling line,

20ut. Tell us this? Have you any thing to take to? That may discover such integrity!

Val. Nothing, but my fortune.
For Orpheus'lute was strung with poets' sinews; 3 Out. Know then, that some of us are gentlemen,
Whose golden touch could soften steel and stones, Such as the fury of angovern'd youth
Make tigers tame, and huge leviathans

Thrust from the company of awful men.
Forsake unsounded deeps to dance on sands.

Myself was from Verona banished,
After your dire lamenting elegies,

For practising to steal away a lady,
Visit by night your lady's chamber window

An heir, aut near allied unto the duke.
With some sweet concert ! To their instruments 20ut. And I from Mantoa, for a gentleman,
Tane a deploring dump! the night's dead silence Whom, in my mood, Istabb’d unto the heart.
Will well become such sweet complaining grievance. 10ut. And I, for such like petty crimes, as these.
This, or else nothing, will inherit her.

But to the purpose,- (for we cite our faults,
Duke. This discipline shows,thou hast been in love. That they may hold excus’d our lawless lives,)
Thu. And thy advice this night I'll put in practice. And, partly, seeing you are beautified
Therefore, sweet Proteus, my direction-giver,

With goodly shape; and by your own report
Let us into the city presently,

A linguist; and a man of such perfection,
To sort some gentlemen well skill’d in musick! As we do in our quality much want;-
I have a sonnet, that will serve the turn,

20ut. Indeed, because you are a banish'd man,
To give the onset to thy good advice.

Therefore, above the rest, we parley to you.
Duke. About it, gentlemen!

Are you content to be our general ?
Pro. We'll wait upon your grace till after supper,

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.[Exeunt. Sout. What say'st thou? wilt thou be of our consórt?

Say, ay, and be the captain of us all!
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We'll do thee homage, and be rul'd by thee,
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Love thee, as our commander, and our king.
SCENE I. - A forest, near Mantua.

10ut. But if thou scorn our courtesy, thou diest.
Enter certain Outlaws.
1 0ut. Fellows, stand fast! I see a passenger.

20ut. Thou shalt not live to brag what we have of

fer'd.
20ut. If there be ten, shrink not, but down with’em! Val. I take your offer, and will live with you;
Enter Valentine and Speed.

Provided, that you do no outrages
3 Out. Stand, sir, and throw us that you have about On silly women, or poor passengers.

you!
If not, we'll make you sit, and rifle you.

8 Oui. No, we detest such vile base practices.
Speed. Sir, we are undone! these are the villains,

Come, go with us, we'll bring thee to our crews,
That all the travellers do fear so much.

And shew thee all the treasure, we have got,
Which, with ourselves, all rest at thy dispose.

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SCENE II. – Milan. Court of the palace.

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

Jul. Ay, that change is the spite.
Pro. Already have I been false to Valentine,

Host. You would have them always play but one thing? And now I must beas unjust to Thurio.

Jul. I would always have one play but one thing. But, Under the colour of commending him

host, doth this sir Proteus, that we talk on, often reI have access my own love to prefer;

sort unto this gentlewoman? But Silvia is too fair, too true, too holy,

Host. I tell you what Launce, his man, told me: he To be corrupted with my worthless gifts.

loved heront 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, by When to her beauty Icommend my vows,

his master's command, he must carry for a present to She bids me think, how I have been forsworn

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,

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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 still.

Pro. At saint Gregory's well.
But here comes Thurio: now must we to her window, Thu. Farewell! (Exeunt Thurio and Musicians.

ŠTE; And give some evening musick to her ear.

Silvia appears above, at her window.

$AS T Enter Taurio, and Musicians.

Pro. Madam, good even to your ladyship!
Thu. How now, sir Proteus? are you crept before us? Sil. I thank you for your musick, gentlemen :
Pro. Ay, gentle Thurio; for, you know, that love Who is that, that spake?
Will creep in service, where it cannot go.

Pro. Ono, lady, if you knew his pure heart's truth, 2.0 E
Thu. Ay, but, I hope, sir, that you love not here, You'd quickly learn to know him by his voice.
Pro. Sir, but I do, or else I would be hence.

Sil. Sir Proteus, as Itake it. Thu. Whom? Silvia?

Pro. Sir Proteus, gentle lady, and your servant. Pro. Ay, Silvia, - for your sake.

Sil. What is yonr will ? Thu. I thank you for yourown.- Now, gentlemen,

Pro. That I may compass yours.
Let's tune, and to itlustily a while!

Sil. You have your wish ; my will is even this, –
Enter Host, at a distance ; and Julia in boy's clothes. That presently you hie you home to bed.
Host. Now, my young guest! methinks you're ally- Thou subtle, perjur'a, false, disloyal man !

trie cholly; I pray you, why is it?

Think'st thou I am so shallow, so conceitless, Jul. Marry, mine host, because I cannot be merry. To be seduced by thy flattery,

pon Host. Come, we'll have you merry: I'll bring you That hast deceiv'd so many with thy vows ? shall hear musick, and see the gentleman, Return, return, and make thy love amends!

2011 that you ask'd for, For me, – by this pale queen of night I swear,

And, Jul. But shall I hear him speak? I am so far from granting thy request,

doc Host. Ay, that you shall. That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit,

« por Jul. That will be musick.

[Musick plays. And by and by intend to chide myself, Host. Hark! hark!

Even for this time, I spend in talking to thee. Jul. Is he among these?

Pro. I

grant, sweet love, that I did love a lady; Host. Ay; but peace, let's hear'em!

But she is dead.
SONG.

Jul. 'Twere false, if I should speak it;
Whois Silvia? what is she,

For, I am sure, she is not buried.

[ Aside. That all our swains commend her?

Sil.Say, that she be; yet Valentine, thy friend,
Huly, fair, and wise is she;

Survives; to whom, thyself art witness,
The heavens such grace did lend her,

I am betroth’d. And art thou not asham'd
That she might admired be.

To wrong him with thy importúnacy?

Pro. I likewise hear, that Valentine is dead.
Is she kind, as she is fair?
For beauty lives with kindness:

Sil. And so, suppose, am I; for in his grave,
Love doth to her eyes repair,

Assure thyself, my love is buried.

Pro. Sweet lady, let me rake it from the earth!
To help him of his blindness;

Sil. Go to thy lady's grave, and call her's thence;
And, being help'd, inhabits there.

Or, at the least, in her's sepulchre thine ! Then to Silvia let us sing,

Jul. He heard not that.

[ Aside. That Silvia is excelling;

Pro. Madam, if your heart be so obdurate,
Sheercels each mortal thing,

Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love,
Upon the dull earth dwelling:

The picture, that is hanging in your chamber !
To her let us garlands bring!

To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and weep: Host. How now? are you sadder, than you were be- For, since the substance of your perfect self fore?

Is else devoted, I am but a shadow; How do you, man? the musick likes you not.

And to your shadow I will make true love. Jul. You mistake; the musician likes me not. Jul. It'twere a substance, yon would, sure, deceive it

, Host. Why, my pretty youth ?

And make it but a shadow, as I am.

Aside. Jul. He plays false, father.

Sil. I am very loth to be your idol, sir; Host. How? out of tune on the strings?

But, since yonr falsehood shall become you well Jul. Not so; but yet so falsc, that he grieves my very To worship shadows, and adore false shapes, heart-strings.

Send to me in the morning, and I'll send it: Host. You have a quick ear.

And so, guod rest! Jul. Ay, I would I were deaf! it makes me have a slow Pro. As wretches have o'ernight, heart.

That wait for execution in the morn. Host. I perceive, you delight not in musick.

[Exeunt Proteus; and Silvia, from above. Jul. Not a whit, when it jars so.

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Host. By my halidom, I was fast asleep.

when a car cannot keep himself in all compauies! I

would have, as one should say, one, that takes upon him Jul. Pray yon, where lies sir Proteus ? Host . Marry, at my house. Trust me I think, 'tis al- to be a dog indeed, to be, as it were, a dog at all things. Ir

I had not had more wit than he, to take a fault upon me, most day. Jul. Not so; but ithath been the longest night,

that he did, I think verily, he had been hanged fort; That e'er I watch’d, and the most heaviest. (Exeunt. sure as I live, he had suffered for’t: you shall judge.

Hethrusts me himself into the company of three or four
SCENE III.
The same.

gentlemen-like dogs, under the duke's table: he had Enter EGLAMOUR.

not been there (bless the mark) a pissing while, but all Egl. This is the hour, that madam Silvia

the chamber smelt him. Out with the dog! says one; Entreated me to call, and know her mind;

What cur is that? says another; Whip him out! says There's some great matter, she'd employ me in. - the third; Hang him up! says the duke. I, having Madam, madam!

been acquainted with the smell before, knew it was Silvia appears above, at her window.

Crab; and goes me to the fellow that whips the dogs : Sil. Who calls ?

Friend, quoth I, you mean to whip the dog? Ay, Egl. Your servant, and your friend;

marry do 1, qnoth he. You do him the more wrong, One, that attends your ladyship’s command. quoth I; 'twas I did the thing you wot of. He makes

Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good-morrow! me no more ado, but whips me out of the chamber.
Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself!

How many masters would do this for their servant?
According to your ladyship’s impose,

Nay, I'll be sworn, I have sat on the stocks for pudI am thus early come, to know, what service

dings he hath stolen, otherwise he had been execnted: It is your pleasure to command me in.

I have stood on the pillory for geese he hath killed, sil . O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman,

otherwise he had suffered for't: thou think'st not of (Think not, I flatter, for, I swear, I do not,)

this now! - Nay, I remember the trick, you served me, Valiant, wise, remorseful, well accomplished. when I took my leave of madam Silvia; did not Ibid Thou art not ignorant, what dear good will

thee still mark me, and do as I do? When didst thou I bear unto the banish'd Valentine;

see me heave up my leg, and make water against a genNor, how my father would enforce me marry tlewoman's farthingale? didst thou ever see me do such Vain Thurio, whom my very soul abhorr'd.

atrick?
Thyself hast lov'd; and I have heard thee say,

Enter PROTEUS and Julia.
No grief did ever come so near thy heart,

Pro. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well,
As when thy lady and thy true love died,

And will employ thee in some service presently.
Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity. Jul. In what you please ;- I will do what I can.
Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine,

Pro. I hope, thou wilt. How now, you whoreson To Mantua, where, I hear, he makes abode;

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 thedog, you
Upon whose faith and honour Í repose.
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 tells
And on the justice of my flying hence,

you, currish thanks is good enough for such a present. To keep me from a most unholy match,

Pro. But she received my dog?
Which heaven and fortune still reward with plagnes. Laun. No, indeed, she did not : here have brought
I do desire thee, even from a heart

him back again.
As full of sorrows, as the sea of sands,

Pro. What, didst thon offer her this from me?
To bear me company, and go with me:

Laun. Ay, sir, the other squirrel was stulen from me
If not, to hide, what I have said to thee,

by the hangman's boys in the marketplace: and then That I may venture to depart alone.

I offered her mine own; who is a dog as big, as ten of
Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances; yours, and therefore the gift the greater.
Which, since I know, they virtuously are plac'd, Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again,
I give consent to go along with you;

Or ne'er return again into my sight!
Recking as little, what betideth me,

Away, I say ! Stay'st thou to vex me here?
As much I wish all good befortune you.

A slave, that, stil) an end, turns me to shame.
When will you go?

[Exit Launce. Sil. This evening coming.

Sebastian, I have entertained thee,
Egl. Where shall I meet you?

Partly, that I have need of such a youth,
sit. At friar Patrick's cell,

That can with some discretion do my business,
Wherel intend holy confession.

For’tis no trusting to yon foolish lowt;
Egl. I will not fail your ladyship.

But, chiefly, for thy face, and thy behaviour ;
Good morrow, gentle lady!

Which (if my augury deceive me not)
Sil. Good-morrow, kind sir Eglamour! (Bxeunt. Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth;

Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee.
SCENEIV.- The same.

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

Deliver it to madam Silvia !
Wien a man's servant shall play the cur with him, She loved me well, deliver'd it to me.
look you, it goes hard:one,that I brought up of a puppy Jul. It seems, you loved her not, to leave her token:
one, that I saved from drowning, when three or four of She's dead, belike.
his blind brothers and sisters went to it! I have taught Pro. Not so; I think, she lives.
him-even as one would say precisely, Thns I would Jul. Alas!
teach a dog. Iwas sent to deliver him, as a present to Pro. Why dost thou cry, alas?
mistress Silvia, from my master; and I came no sooner Jul. I cannot choose but pity her.
into the dining-chamber, but he steps me to her trench- Pro. Wherefore should'st thon pity her?
er, and steals her capon's leg. 0, 'tis a foul thing, Jul. Because, methinks, that she loved you as well,

bade me.

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