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Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah? Ste. I should have been a sore one then. Alon. This is as strange a thing as e'er I look'd [Pointing to CALIBAN Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners, As in his shape : :- - Go, sirrali, to my cell; Take with you your companions; as you look To have my pardon, trim it handsomely.
Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter, And seek for grace: What a thrice-double ass Was I, to take this drunkard for a god, And worship this dull fool?
Go to ; away! Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where you found it.
NOW my charms are all o'erthrown,
Seb. Or stole it, rather.
[Exeunt CAL. STE. and TRIN. Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train, To my poor cell where you shall take your rest For this one night; which (part of it,) I'll waste With such discourse, as, I not doubt, shall make it Go quick away: the story of my life, And the particular accidents, gone by, Since I came to this isle: And in the morn, I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples, Where I have hope to see the nuptial Of these our dear-beloved solemniz'd; And thence retire me to my Milan, where Every third thought shall be my grave. Alon.
To hear the story of your life, which must Take the ear strangely.
EPILOGUE. - Spoken by PROspero.
Your royal fleet far off. My Ariel; — chick,
TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA.
DUKE OF MILAN, father to Silvia.
}Gentlemen of Verona.
ANTONIO, father to Proteus,
THURIO, a foolish rival to Valentine.
PANTHINO, servant to Antonio.
SCENE, Sometimes in Verona; sometimes in MILAN; and on the frontiers of MANTUA.
SCENE I. —An open place in Verona.
Val. Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus;
To see the wonders of the world abroad,
Pro. Wilt thou be gone? Sweet Valentine, adieu !
Host, where Julia lodges in Milan.
JULIA, a lady of Verona, beloved by Proteus.
With heart-sore sighs; one fading moment's mirth,
Pro. So, by your circumstance, you call me fool.
Pro. 'Tis love you cavil at; I am not love.
Pro. Yet writers say, As in the sweetest bud The eating canker dwells, so eating love Inhabits in the finest wits of all.
Val. And writers say, As the most forward bud Is eaten by the canker ere it blow,
Even so by love the young and tender wit
Once more adieu: my father at the road
Pro. And thither will I bring thee, Valentine.
Jul. What think'st thou of the fair Sir Eglamour? Luc. As of a knight well-spoken, neat and fine; But, were I you, he never should be mine.
Jul. What think'st thou of the rich Mercatio? Luc. Well, of his wealth; but of himself, so, so. Jul. What think'st thou of the gentle Proteus? Luc. Lord, lord! to see what folly reigns in us! Jul. How now! what means this passion at his name?
Luc. Pardon, dear madam; 'tis a passing shame
Jul. Why not on Proteus, as of all the rest?
Luc. I have no other but a woman's reason;
Jul. And would'st thou have me cast my love on him?
Luc. Ay, if you thought your love not cast away. Jul. Why, he of all the rest hath never mov'd me. Luc. Yet he of all the rest, I think, best loves ye. Jul. His little speaking shows his love but small. Luc. Fire, that is closest kept, burns most of all. Jul. They do not love, that do not show their love. Luc. O, they love least, that let men know thear
Jul. Will you be gone?
That you may ruminate. [Exit.
Luc. To plead for love deserves more fee than And kill the bees, that yield it, with your stings!
I'll kiss each several paper for amends.
I throw thy name against the bruising stones,
Luc. Madam, dinner's ready, and your father
Luc. What, shall these papers lie like tell-tales
Jul. If you respect them, best to take them up.
I see things too, although you judge I wink.
A room in Antonio's
What would your ladyship?
Jul. Is it near dinner time?
What is't you took up
Why didst thou stoop then?
Nothing concerning me. Jud. Then let it lie for those that it concerns. r.uc. Madam, it will not lie where it concerns, Unless it have a false interpreter.
Jul. Some love of yours hath writ to you in rhyme. Luc. That I might sing it, madam, to a tune: Give me a note: your ladyship can set.
Jul. As little by such toys as may be possible :
Luc. It is too heavy for so light a tune.
Jul. And why not you?
I cannot reach so high. Jul. Let's see your song;- How now, minion? Luc. Keep tune there still, so you will sing it out: And yet, methinks, I do not like this tune.
Jul. You do not?
Luc. No, madam; it is too sharp.
Jul. You, minion, are too saucy.
Jul. The mean is drown'd with your unruly base.
Jul. This babble shall not henceforth trouble me.
She makes it strange; but she would be
To be so anger'd with another letter.
Jul. Nay, would I were so anger'd with the same! O hateful hands, to tear such loving words! Injurious wasps! to feed on such sweet honey,
Enter ANTONIO and PANTHINO.
Ant. Tell me, Panthino, what sad talk was that,
Put forth their sons to seek preferment out:
For any, or for all these exercises,
Ant. Nor need'st thou much impórtune me to that
Ant. I know it well.
Pan. 'Twere good, I think, your lordship sent him thither:
Pro. May't please your lordship, 'tis a word or
Of commendation sent from Valentine,
Ant. Lend me the letter; let me see what news.
Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune. Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish? Pro. As one relying on your lordship's will, And not depending on his friendly wish.
Ant. My will is something sorted with his wish:
I am resolv'd, that thou shalt spend some time
Pro. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided;
Ant. Look, what thou want'st, shall be sent after
Speed. She is not within hearing, sir.
No more of stay; to-morrow thou must go.. Come on, Panthino; you shall be employ'd To hasten on his expedition.
Val. Go to, sir; tell me, do you know madan Silvia?
Speed. She that your worship loves?
Val. Why, how know you that I am in love? Speed. Marry, by these special marks: First, you have learned, like sir Proteus, to wreath your arms like a male-content; to relish a love-song, like a Robin-red-breast; to walk alone, like one that had the pestilence; to sigh, like a school-boy that had lost his A. B. C; to weep, like a young wench that had buried her grandam; to fast, like one that takes diet; to watch, like one that fears robbing; to speak puling, like a beggar at Hallowmas. You were wont, when you laughed, to crow like a cock; when you walked, to waik like one of the lions; when you fasted, it was presently after dinner; when you looked sadly, was for want of money: and now you are metamorphosed with a mistress,