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Sil. I thank you for your music, gentlemen: Who is that that spake ?

Pro. One, lady, if you knew his pure heart's
truth,

You'd quickly learn to know him by his voice,
Sil. Sir Proteus, as I take it.

Pro. Sir Proteus, gentle lady, and

servant.

Sil. What is your will?

Pro. That I may compass your's.

Sil. You have your wish; my will is

this,

your

That presently you hie you home to bed.
Thou subtle, perjur'd, false, disloyal man!
Think'st thou, I am so shallow, so conceitless,
To be seduced by thy flattery,

Egl. Your servant, and your friend ;

One that attends your ladyship's command.
Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good-

morrow.

Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself.
According to your ladyship's impose,

I am thus early come, to know what service
It is your pleasure to command me in.

Sil. O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman,
(Think not I flatter, for, I swear, I do not,)
even Valiant, wise, remorseful, + well accomplish'd.
Thou art not ignorant, what dear good will
1 bear unto the banish'd Valentine;
Nor how my father would enforce me marry
Vain Thurio, who my very soul abborr'd.
Thyself hast lov'd; and I have heard thee say,
No grief did ever come so near thy beart,
As when thy lady and thy true love died,
Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chasuty.
Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine,
To Mantua, where I hear he makes abode;
And, for the ways are dangerous to pass,
I do desire thy worthy company,
Upon whose faith and honour i repose.
Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour,
But think upon my grief, a lady's grief;
And on the justice of my flying heuce.
To keep me from a most unholy match,
Which heaven and fortune still reward with
plagues.

That hast deceiv'd so many with thy vows?
Return, return, and make thy love amends.
For me, by this pale queen of night I swear,
I am so far from granting thy request,
That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit ;
And by and by intend to chide myself,
Even for this time I spend in talking to thee.
Pro. I grant, sweet love, that I did love a
lady;

But she is dead.

Jul. 'Twere false if I should speak it; For, I am sure, she is not buried.

[Aside.

Sil. Say, that she be; yet Valentine, thy friend,

Survives; to whom, thyself art witness,

I am betroth'd: And art thou not asham'd
To wrong him with thy importúnacy?

Pro. I likewise hear, that Valentine is dead.
Sil. And so, suppose, am I; for in his grave
Assure thyself, my love is buried.

Pro. Sweet lady, let me rake it from the earth.

Sil. Go to thy lady's grave, and call her's

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Pro. Madam, if your heart be so obdurate,
Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love,
The picture that is hanging in your chamber;
To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and weep:
For, since the substance of your perfect self
Is else devoted, I am but a shadow;
And to your shadow I will make true love.
Jul. If 'twere a substance, you would, sure,
deceive it,

And make it but a shadow, as I am.

[Aside.

Sil. I am very loath to be your idol, Sir;
But, since your falsehood shall become you
well

To worship shadows, and adore false shapes,
Send to me in the morning, and I'll send it:
And so good rest.

Pro. As wretches have o'er night,
That wait for execution in the morn.

I do desire thee, even from a heart
As full of sorrows as the sea of sands,
To bear me company, and go with me:
If not, to hide what I have said to thee,
That I may venture to depart alone.

Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances;
Which since I know they virtuously are placé,
I give consent to go along with you;
Recking as little what betideth me,
As much I wish all good befortune you.
When will you go?

Sil. This evening coming.
Egl. Where shall I meet you?
Sil. At friar Patrick's cell,
Where I intend holy confession.
Egl. I will not fail your ladyship:
Good-morrow, gentle lady.

Sil. Good-morrow, kind Sir Eglamour.

SCENE IV.-The same.

Enter LAUNCE, with his dog.

[Exeunt.

Laun. When a man's servant shall play the cur with him, look you, it goes hard: one that I brought up of a puppy: one that I saved fa drowning, when three or four of his blind brothers and sisters went to it! I have taught bim-even as one would say precisely, thus I would teach a é*. I was sent to deliver him, as a present to mistress Silvia from my master; and I came no scorer

[Exeunt PROTEUS; and SILVIA from into, the dining chamber, but he steps me to ber

above.

Jul. Host, will you go?

Host. By my hallidom, I was fast asleep. Jul. Pray you, where lies Sir Proteus ? Host. Marry, at my house: Trust me, think, 'tis alunost day.

Jul. Not so; but it hath been the longest night

That e'er I watch'd, and the most heaviest.

SCENE III.-The same.

Enter ECLAMOUR.

trencher, and steals her capon's leg. Oh! the a foul thing, when a cur cannot keep himself in all companies! I would have, as se should say, one that takes upon him to be a g indeed, to be, as it were, a dog at all thing If I had not had more wit than be, to take a fault upon me that he did, I think verily be tal been hanged for't: sure as I live, be kad suffered for't: you shall judge. He threws me himself into the company of three or four gentleman-like dogs, under the duke's table: be had not been there (bless the mark) a pissem while; but all the chamber smelt bim. Caf with the dog, says one; What cur is that says another; Whip him out, says the third; Hang him up, says the duke. 1, having been in.-acquainted with the smell before, knew it was

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the thing you wot of. He makes me no more | A fox, to be shepherd of thy lambs;
ado, but whips me out of the chamber. How Alas, poor fool! why do I pity him
inany masters would do this for their servant?
Nay, I'll be sworn, I have sat in the stocks for
puddings he hath stolen, otherwise he had been
executed I have stood on the pillory for geese
he hath killed, otherwise he had suffered for't;
thou think'st not of this now!-Nay, I remem-
ber the trick you served me, when I took my
leave of madam Silvia; did not I bid thee still
mark me, and do as I do? When didst thou see
me heave up my leg, and make water against
a gentlewoman's fartingale? didst thou ever see
ine do such a trick?

Enter PROTEUS and JULIA.
Pro. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee
well,

And will employ thee in some service presently.
Jul. In what you please ;-I will do what I

can.

Pro. I hope thou wilt.-How now, you whoreson peasant ? [TO LAUNCE. Where have you been these two days loitering? Lann. Marry, Sir, I carried mistress Silvia the dog you bade me.

Pro. And what says she to my little jewel? Laun. Marry, she says, your dog was a cur; and tells you, currish thanks is good enough for such a present.

Pro. But she received my dog?

Laun. No, indeed, she did not: here have I brongbt him back again.

Pre. What, did'st thou offer her this from

me ?

Laun. Ay, Sir; the other squirrel was stolen from me by the hangman's boys in the market place and then I offered her mine own; who is a dog as big as ten of your's, and therefore the gift the greater.

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Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog
Or ne'er return again into my sight. [again,
Away, I say: Stay'st thou to vex me here?
A slave, that, still an end, turns me to shame.
[Exit LAUNCE.
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:
Which (if my augury deceive me not)
Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth:
Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee.
Go presently, and take this ring with thee,
Deliver it to madam Silvia:

She loved me well, deliver'd it to me.

That with his very heart despiseth me?
Because he loves her, he despiseth me ;
Because I love him, I must pity him.
This ring I gave him, when he parted from
To bind him to remember my good will:
Aud now am I (unhappy messenger)
To plead for that, which I would not obtain ;
To carry that which I would have refus'd
To praise his faith, which I would have dise
prais'd.

I am my master's true confirmed love;
But cannot be true servant to my master,
Unless I prove false traitor to myself,
Yet I will woo for him but yet so coldly,
As heaven, it knows, I would not have him
speed.

Enter SILVIA, attended.
Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my

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To hear me speak the message I am sent ou.
Sil. From whom?

Jul. From my master, Sir Proteus, madam.
Sil. O!-he sends you for a picture!
Jul. Ay, madam.

Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there.

[Picture brought. Go, give your master this: tell him from me, One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget, would better fit his chamber than this shadow.

Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter.—
Pardon me, madam; I have unadvis'd
Deliver'd you a paper that I should not;
This is the letter to your ladyship.

Sil. I pray thee let me look on that again.
Jul. It may not be; good madam, pardon me,
Sil. There hold.

I will not look upon your master's lines:
I know, they are stuff'd with protestations,
And full of new-found oaths; which he will
break

As easily as I do tear his paper.

Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this

ring.

Sil. The more shame for him that he sends it me;

For, I have heard him say a thousand times,

Jui. It seems, you loved her not, to leave her His Julia gave it him at his departure:

token:

She's dead, belike.

Pro. Not so; I think she lives.

Jul. Alas!

Pro. Why dost thou cry, alas ?

Jul. I cannot choose but pity her.

Pro. Wherefore should'st thou pity her?
Jul. Because, methinks, that she loved you
as well

As you do love your lady Silvia :

She dreams on him, that has forgot her love;
You dote on her, that cares not for your love.
'fis pity, love should be so contrary;
And thinking on it makes me cry, alas !

Pro. Well, give her that ring, and there-
withal

This letter ;-that's her chamber.- Tell my

lady,

I claim the promise for her heavenly picture.
Your message done, hie heme unto my chamber,
Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary.

[Exit PROTEUS. Jul. How many women would do such a message ?

Alas, poor Proteus! thou hast entertain❜d}

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Though his false finger bath profan'd the ring
Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong.
Jul. She thanks you.

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Jal. About my stature: for, at Pentecost, When all our pageants of delight were play'd, Our youth got me to play the woman's part, And I was trimm'd in madam Julia's gown; Which served me as fit, by all men's judgment, As if the garment had been made for me; Therefore, I know she is about my height. And, at that time, I made her weep a-good, t For I did play a lamentable part: Madam, 'twas Ariadne, passioning For Theseus' perjury, and unjust flight; Which I so lively acted with my tears, That my poor mistress, moved there withal, Wept bitterly; and would I might be dead, If I in thought felt not her very sorrow!

Sil. She is beholden to thee, gentle youth 1Alas, poor lady! desolate and left!I weep myself, to think upon thy words. Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee this For thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou lov'st her. [Exit SILVIA.

Farewell.

Jul. And she shall thank you for't, if e'er you know her.

A virtuous gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful.
I hope my master's suit will be but cold,
Since she respects my mistress' love so much.
Alas, how love can trifle with itself!
Here is her picture: Let me see; I think,
If I had such a tire, this face of mine
Were full as lovely as is this of hers :
And yet the painter flatter'd her a little,
Unless I fiatter with myself too much.
Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow :
If that be all the difference in his love,
I'll get me such a colour'd periwlg.
Her eyes are grey as glass; and so are mine :
Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine's as bigh.
What should it be, that he respects in her,
But I can make respective § in myself,
If this fond love were not a blinded god?
Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up,
For 'tis thy rival. O thou senseless form,
Thou shalt be worshipp'd, kiss'd, lov'd, and
ador'd ;

And, were there sense in his idolatry,
My substance should be statue in thy stead.
I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress' sake,
That us'd me so; or else by Jove I vow,

I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes,
To make my master out of love with thee.

ACT V.

[Exit.

SCENE 1.-The same.-An Abbey.
Enter EGLAMOUR.

Egl. The sun begins to gild the western sky; And now, it is about the very hour

That Silvia, at Patrick's cell, should meet me.
She will not fail; for lovers break not hours,
Unless it be to come before their time;
So much they spur their expedition.

Enter SILVIA.

See, where she comes: Lady, a happy evening!
Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eg'amour !
Out at the postern by the abbey wall;
I fear I am attended by some spies.

Egl. Fear not the forest is not three leagues If we recover that, we are sure enough. [off; [Exeunt.

SCENE II.-The same.-An Apartment in the Duke's palace.

Enter THURIO, PROTEUS, and JULIA. Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit? Pro. O Sir, I find her milder than she was; And yet she takes exceptions at your person. Thu. What, that my leg is too long?

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Pro. Not I.

Duke. Saw you my daughter?
Pro. Neither.

Duke. Why, then she's fled unto that peasant
And Eglamour is in her company. {Valeuune;
'Tis true; for friar Laurence met them both,
As he in penance wander'd through the forest:
Him be knew well, and guess'd that it was she;
But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it:
Besides, she did intend confession

[not: At Patrick's cell this even: and there she was These likelihoods confirin her flight from b‹nce. Therefore, I pray you, stand not to disrearse, But mount you presently; and meet with me Upon the rising of the mountain foot That leads towards Mantua, whither they are Despatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me.

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Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish + girl. That flies her fortune when it f llows ber: I'll after; more to be reveng'd on Egiamour, Thau for the love of reckless; Silvia. Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love, Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her.

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Jul. And I will follow more to cross that love, Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love.

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But Moyses, and Valerius, follow him.

Go thou with her to the west end of the wood, There is our captain: we'll follow him that's fled;

The thicket is beset, he cannot 'scape.

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Val. How use doth breed a babit in a man!
This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods,
I better brook than flourishing peopled towns:
Here can I sit alone unsceu of any,
And, to the nightingale's complaining notes,
Tune my distresses, and record my woes.
O thou, that dost inhabit in my breast,
Leave not the mansion so long tenantless;
Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall,
And leave no memory of what it was!
Repair me with thy presence, Silvia;
Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain!
What halloing, and what stir, is this to-day?
These are my mates, that make their wills their
law,

Have some unhappy passenger in chase:
They love me well; yet I have much to do,
To keep them from uncivil outrages.
Withdraw thee, Valentine; who's this comes
[Steps aside.

here ?

Enter PROTEUS, SILVIA, and JULIA. Pro. Madam, this service I have done for you, (Though you respect not aught your servant doth,)

To hazard life, and rescue you from him.
That would have forc'd your honour and your
love.

Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look;
A smaller boon than this I cannot beg,
And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give.
Val. How like a dream is this I see and
bear!

Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile.

[Aside.

Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am! Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came; But, by my coming, I have made you happy. Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most unhappy.

Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your presence. [Aside. Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion, I would have been a breakfast to the beast, Rather than have false Proteus rescue me. O heaven be judge, how I love Valentine, Whose life's as tender to me as my soul; And full as much (for more there cannot be,) I do detest false perjur'd Proteus : Therefore be gone, solicit me no more.

Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to death,

Would I not undergo for one calin look ?
Oh! 'tis the curse in love, and still approv'd.
When women cannot love where they're belov'd.
Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's be-

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Than plural faith, which is too much by one: Thou counterfeit to thy true friend!

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I have one friend alive; thou would'st disprove Who should be trusted now, when one's right band

Is perjur'd to the bosom? Proteus,

I am sorry I must never trust thee more,
But count the world a stranger for thy sake.
The private wound is deepest: O time, most
curst!

'Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst!

Pro. My shame and guilt confounds me.-
Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrow
Be a sufficient ransom for offence,
I tender it here; I do as truly suffer,
As e'et I did commit.

Val. Then I am paid;

And once again I do receive thee honest:-
Who by repentance is not satisfied,

Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleas'd;

By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeas'd :-
And, that my love may appear plain and free,
All that was mine in Silvia, I give thee.
Jul. O me, unhappy!
Pro. Look to the boy.

[Faints.

Val. Why boy! why wag! how now? what is the matter?

Look up; speak.

[Gives a ring.

Jul. O good Sir, my master charg'd me To deliver a ring to madam Silvia : Which, out of my neglect was never done. Pro. Where is that ring, boy? Jul. Here 'tis: this is it. Pro. How! let me see: Why this is the ring I gave to Julia. Jul. O cry your mercy, Sir, I have mistook; This is the ring you sent to Silvia.

[Shows another ring. Pro. But, how cam'st thou by this ring? at my depart,

I gave this unto Julia.

Jul. Aud Julia herself did give it me;
And Julia herself hath brought it hither.
Pro. How! Julia!

Jul. Behold her that gave aim to all thy
oaths,

And entertain'd them deeply in her heart:
How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root ? +
O Proteus, let this habit make thee blush!
Be thou asham'd, that I have took upon the
Such an immodest raiment; if shame live
In a disguise of love:

thy It is the lesser blot, modesty finds,

Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths
Descended into perjury, to love me.
Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou hadst

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Women to change their shapes, than men their minds.

Pro. Than men their minds? 'tis true: 0 heaven! were man

But constant, he were perfect; that one error

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An allusion to cleaving the pin in archery

Fills him with faults; makes him run through Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again.—

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Thu. Yonder is Silvia; and Silvia's mine.
Val. Thurio give back, or else embrace thy
death;

Come not within the measure of my wrath ;
Do not name Silvia thine; if once again,
Milan shall not behold thee. Here she stands,
Take but possession of her with a touch;
I dare thee but to breathe upon my love.→
Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I;
I hold him but a fool, that will endanger
His body for a girl that loves him not;
1 claim ber not, and therefore she is thine.
Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou,
To make such means + for her as thou hast done,
And leave her on such slight conditions.-
Now, by the honour of my ancestry,
I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine,

And think thee worthy of an empresss' love.
Know then, I here forget all former griefs,
↑ Interest.

Length of my sword.

Plead a new sate in thy unrivall'd merit,
To which I thus subscribe,-Sir Valentine,
Thou art a gentleman, and well deriv'd;
Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her.
Val. I thank your grace; the gift hath made
me happy.

I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake,
To grant one boon that I shall ask of you.

Duke. I grant it, for thine own, whate'er it be.
Val. These banish'd men, that I bave kept

withal,

Are men endued with worthy qualities:
Forgive them what they have committed here,
And let them be recall'd from their exile:
They are reformed, civil, full of good,
And fit for great employment, worthy lord.
Duke. Thou hast prevail'd: I pardon
and thee;

Dispose of them, as thou know'st their deserts.
Come, let us go; we will include all jars
With triumphs, mirth, and rare solemnity.

Val. And, as we walk along, I dare be beid With our discourse to make your grace to smile: What think you of this page, my lord!

Duke. I think the boy bath grace in him; he blushes.

Val. I warrant you, my lord, more grace than boy.

Duke. What mean you by that saying ↑

Val. Please you, I tell you as we pass along, That you will wonder what bath fortuned.— Come, Protens; 'tis your penance, but to bear The story of your loves discovered: That done, our day of mariage shall be your's; One feast, one house, one mutual happiness.

• Conclude.

[Exeunt.

↑ Maaks, rercia.

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