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Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity, served me, when I took my leave of madam Silvia;
Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine,

did not I bia thee still mark me, and do as I do }
TO Mantua, where, I hear, he makes abode ; When didst thou see me heave up my leg, and make
And, for the ways are dangerous to pass, water against a gentlewoman's farthingale ?- didst
I do desire thy worthy company,

thou ever see me do such a trick ?
Upon whose faith and honour I repose.
Urge not my father's anger,, Eglamour,

Enter Proteus and Julia.
But think upon my grief, a lady's gries;
And on the justice of my flying hence,

Pro. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well,
To keep me from a most unholy match,

And will employ thee in some service presently. Which heaven and fortune still reward with

Jul. In what you please ;-I will do what I can. plagues.

Pro. I hope, thou wilt. -How now, you whoreI do desire thee, even from a heart

son peasant ?

Ito Launce. As full of sorrows as the sea of sands,

Where have you been these two days loitering? To bear me company, and go with me:

Laun. Marry, sir, I carried mistress Silvia the If not, to hide what I have said to thee,

dog you bade me. That I may venture to depart alone.

Pro. And what says she, to my little jewel ? Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances; Laun. Marry, she says, your dog, was a cur; Which since I know they virtuously are plac'd, and tells you, currish thanks is good enough for I give consent to go along with you;

such a present. Recking' as little what betideth me,i

Pro. But she received my dog ? As much I wish all good befortune you.

Laun. No, indeed, she did not: here have I When will you go?

brought him back again. Sil.

This evening coming. Pro. What, aidst thou offer her this from me ? Egl. Where shall I meet you?

Laun. Ay, sir; the other squirrel was stolen .

At friar Patrick's cell, from me by the hangman's boys in the market. Where I intend holy confession.

place: and then I offer'd her mine own; who is a Egl. I will not fail your ladyship:

dog as big as ten of yours, and therefore the gift Good-morrow, gentle lady.

the greater. . Good-morrow, kind sir Eglamour. Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again,

(Ereunt. Or ne'er return again unto my sight.

Away, I say: Stay'st thou to vex me here? SCENE IV.-The same. Enter Launce, with A slave, that, still an end," turns me to shame. his dog.

(Exit Launce.

Sebastian, I have entertained thee, him, look you, it goes hard: one

that I brought up For 'tis no trusting to yon foolish lowt: When a man's servant shall play the cur with Partly, that I have need of such a youth,

That can with some discretion do my business, of a puppy; one that I saved from drowning,

when But chiefly,

for thy face, and thy behaviour ; three or four of his blind brothers and sisters went which (il'ny augury deceive me not) to it! I have taught him-even as one would say Witness good bringing "p, fortune, and truth: precisely, Thus I would teach a dos ! was sent Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee. to deliver him, as a present to mistress Silvia, from Go presently, and take this ring with thee, my master; and I came no sooner into the dining, Deliver it to madam Silvia : chamber, but he steps me to her trencher, and she loved me well, delivered it to me. steals her capon's leg. O'lis a foul thing, when a cur cannot keep himself in all companies! I

Jul. It seems you loved her not, to leave her

token: would have, as one should say, one that takes upon She's dead, belike. him to be a dog indeed, to be, as it were, a dog at


Not so; I think, she lives. all things. . If I had not had more wit than he, to

Jul. Alas! take a fault upon me that he did, I think verily he

Pro. Why dost thy cry, alas ! had been hanged fort; sure as I live, he had suf

Jul. I cannot choose but pity her. fered for't: you shall judge. He thrusts me him

Pro. Wherefore should'st thou pity her ? self into the company of three or four gentlemen

Jul. Because, methinks, that she loved you as like dogs, under the duke's table: he had not been

well there (bless the mark) a pissing while; but all the As you do love your lady Silvia : chamber smelt him. 'Out with the dog, says one ; She drcams on him, that has forgot her love ; Whal cur is that ? says another; Whip him oul, You dote on her, that cares not for your love. says the third ; Hang him up, says the duke. 1, 'Tis pity, love should be so contrary; having been acquainted with the smell before, And thinking on it makes me cry, alas! knew it was Crab; and goes me to the fellow that whips the dogs : Friend, quoth I, you mean to This letter ;-that's her chamber.-Tell my lady.

Pro. Well, give her that ring, and therewithal whip the dog? Ay, marry, do I, quoth he.. You I claim the promise for her heavenly picture. do him the more wrong, quoth 1 ; 'twas I did the Your message done, hie home unto my chamber, thing you wol of. He makes me no more ado, Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary: but whips me out of the chamber. How many

(Erit Proteus. masters would do this for their servant? Nay, I'll

Jul. How many women would do such a mes. be sworn, I have sat in the stocks for puddings he hath stolen, otherwise he had been executed: Alas, poor Proteus ! thou hast entertain's have stood on the pillory for geese he hath killed, A fos, to be the shepherd

of thy lambs : otherwise he had suffered for't: thou think?st not Alas, 'poor fool! Why do I pity him of this now !-Nay, I remember the trick you That with his very heart despiseth mc ?

Because he loves her, he despiseth me; (1) Caring. (2) Restrain. (3) In the end. Because I love him, I must pity him.

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This ring! gave him, when he parted from me, As if the garment had been made for me!

To bind him to remember my good will : Therefore, I know she is about my height.
And now am! (unhappy messenger)

And, at that time, I made her weep a-good,
To plead for that, which I would not obtain; For I did play a lamentable part;
To carry that which I would have refus'd; Madam, 'iwas Ariadne, passioning,
Topraise his faith, which I would have disprais'd. For Theseus' perjury, and unjust light;
I ant my master's true confirmed love;

Which I so lively acted with my tears,
But cannot be true servant to my master,

That my poor mistress, moved therewithal, Unless I prove false traitor to myself.

Wept bitterly; and, would I might be dead,
Yet I will woo for him: but yet so coldly, ir l'in thought felt not her very sorrow!
As, heaven, it knows, I would not have him speed. Sil. She is beholden to thee, gentle youth!

Alas, poor lady! desolate and left!
Enter Silvia, attended.

I weep myself, to think upon thy words.

Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee this Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my mean For thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou lov'st her. To bring me where to speak with madam Silvia. Farewell.

(Erit Silvia. Sil. What would you with her, if that I be she ? Jul. And she shall thank you for't, if e'er you Jou. If you be she, I do entreat your patience

know her. To hear me speak the message I am sent on. A virtuous gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful. Sil. From whom?

I hope my master's suit will be but cold, Jul. From my master, sir Proteus, madam. Since she respects my mistress' love so much. Sil. 0!-He sends you for a picture ? Alas, how love can trifle with itsell! Jul, Ay, madam.

Here is her picture: Let me see; I think, Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there.

If I had such a tire, this face of mine

(Picture brought. Were full as lovely as is this of hers :
Go, give your master this : tell him from me, And yet the painter flatter'd her a little,
One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget, Unless I flatter with myself too much.
Would better fit his chamber, than this shadow. Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow :

Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter.- Ir that be all the difference in his love,
Pardon me, madam ; I have unadvis'd

I'll get me such a colour'd periwig. Delivered you a paper that I should not; Her eyes are grey as glass ; and so are mine! This is the letter to your ladyship.

Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine's as high Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again. What should it be, that he respects in her, Jul. It may not be; good madam, pardon me. But I can make respective in myself, Sil. There, hold.

If this fond love were not a blinded god ? I will not look upon your master's lines :

Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up, I know, they are stutt'd with protestations, For 'tis thy rival. O'thou senseless form! And full of new-found oaths ; which he will break Thou shall be worshipp'd, kiss'd, lov'd, and ador'd; As easily as I do tear his paper.

And, were there sense in his idolatry, Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring. My substance should be statue in thy stead.

Sil. The more shame for him that he sends it me; I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress' sake, For, I have heard him say a thousand times, That usd me so; or else, by Jove I vow, His Julia gave it him at his departure:

I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes,
Though his false finger hath profan'd the ring, To make my master out of love with thee. (Esil.
Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong.
Jul. She thanks you.
Sil. Whal say'st thou ?
Jul. I thank you, madam, that you tender her:

Poor gentlewoman! my master wrongs her much.
Sil. Dost thou know her ?

SCENE I.-The_ same. An abbey. Enter Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself:

Eglamour. To think upon her woes, I do protest,

Egl. The sun begins to gild the western sky; That I have wept a hundred several times,

And now, it is about the very hour Sil. Belike, she thinks that Proteus hath forsook That Silvia, at Patrick's cell, should meet mo. her.

She will not fail; for lovers break not hours, Jul. I think she doth, and that's her cause of Unless it be to come before their time ;

So much they spur their expedition.
Sil. Is she not passing fair ?
Jul. She hath been fairer, madam, than she is :

Enter Silvia.
When she did think my master lov'd her well,

See, where she comes : Lady, a happy evening' Shc, in my judgment, was as fair as you ; But since she did neglect her looking-glass,

Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour ! And threw her sun-expelling mask away,

Out at the postern by the abbey-wall; The air hath starv'd the roses in her cheeks,

I fear, I am attended by some spies.

Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues And pinch'd the lily-tincture of her face,

off; That now she is become as black as I. Sil. How tall was she ?

If we recover that, we are sure enough. (Exeunt. Jul. About my stature: for, at Pentecost,! SCENE II.--The same. An apartment in the When all our pageants of delight were play'd, Duke's palace. Enter Thurio, Proteus, ana Our youth got me to play the woman's part,

Julia. And I was trimm'd in madam Julia's gown, Which served me as fit by all men's judgment, Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit ?

(1) Whitsuntide. (2). In good earnest. (3) Head-dress. (4) Rospectable. (5) Sasc.

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Pro. O, sir, I find her milder than she was ; Be patient, we must bring you to our captain. And yet she takes exceptions at your person. Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one Thu, What, that my leg is too long? Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently. Pro. No; that it is too little.

2 Out. Come, bring her away. Thu, I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat i Jut. Where is the gentleman that was with rounder.

her? Pro. But love will not be spurr'd to what it 3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath out-run us, loaths.

But Moyses, and Valerius, follow him. Thu, What says she to my face?

Go thou with her to the west end of the wood, Pro. She says, it is a fair one.

There is our captain: we'll follow him that's fled; Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies; my face is The thieket is beset, he cannot 'scape. black.

1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's Pro. But pearls are fair; and the old saying is, Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes. Fear not; he bears an honourable mind, Jul. "Tis true; such pearls as put out ladies' And will not use a woman lawlessly. eyes;

Sil. O Valentine, this I endure for thee ! For I had rather wink than look on them. (Aside.

[Exeunt. Thu, How likes she my discourse ? Pro. II, when you talk of war.

SCENE IV.-Another part of the Forest. Thu, But well, when I discourse of love, and

Enter Valentine Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man peace.

[Aside. This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, Thu. What says she to my valour?

I better brook than flourishing peopled towns: Pro. O, sir, she makes no doubt of that. Here can I sit alone, unseen of any, Jul. She needs not, when she knows it coward-And, to the nightingale's complaining notes, ice.

[Aside, Tune my distresses, and record my woes. Thu. What says she to my birth?

O thou that dost inhabit in my breast, Pro. That you are well deriv'd.

Leave not the mansion so long tenantless ; Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool. (Aside. Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall, Thu. Considers she my possessions ?

And leave no memory of what it was! Pro. O, ay; and pities them.

Repair me with thy presence, Silvia; Thu. Wherefore?

Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain ! Jul. That such an ass should owe them. (Aside. What halloing, and what stir, is this to-day? Pro, That they are out by lease.

These are my mates, that make their wills their Jul. Here comes the duke.


Have some unhappy passenger in chace :
Enter Duke.

They love me well; yet I have much to do,
Duke. How now, sir Proteus ? how now, Thurio To keep them from uncivil outrages.
Which of you saw sir Eglamour of late?

Withdraw thee, Valentine ; who's this comes here ? Thu. Not I.

[Steps aside. Pro.

Nor 1.
Saw you my daughter?

Enler Proteus, Silvia, and Julia.

Neither. Duke. Why, then she's filed unto that peasant (Though you respect not aught your servant doth, )

Pro. Madam, this service I have done for you Valentine; And Eglamour is in her company.

To hazard life, and rescue you from him 'Tis true; for friar Laurence met them both,

That would have forc'd your honour and your

love. As he in penance wander'd through the forest : Him he knew well, and guess’d that it was she ; A smaller boon than this I cannot beg,

Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look ; But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it: Besides, she did intend confession

And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. At Patrick's cell this even ; and there she was not : Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile. [Aside.

Val. How like a dream is this I see and hear? These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence, Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse,

Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am ! But mount you presently; and meet with me

Pro. Unhappy, were you, madam, ere I came ; Upon the rising of the mountain foot

But, by my coming, I have made you happy. That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled:

Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most un Despatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. [Erit. Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your Thu. Why,

this it is to be a peevish girl, That flies her fortune when it follows her:


[Aside. I'll after ; more to be reveng'd on Eglamour,

Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion, Than for the love of reckless Silvia. (Exit

I would have been a breakfast to the beast, Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love,

Rather than have false Proteus rescue me. Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. (Exit. & heaven be judge, how I love Valentine, Jul. And I will follow, more

to cross that love, Whose life's as tender to me as my soul; Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love. [Erit. And full as much (for more there cannot be,]

I do detest false perjur'd Proteus : SCENE III.- Frontiers of Mantua. The Therefore be gone, solicit me no more. Forest. Enter Silvia, and Out-laws. Pro. What dangerous action, stood it, next to

death, Out. Come, come:

Would I not undergo for one calm look? (1) Own, (2) Foolish, (3) Careless.

(4) Sing (5) Reward.



0, 'tis the curse in love, and still approv'd, Pro. How! Julia ! When women cannot love where they're belov'd. Jul. Behold her that gave attua to all thy oaths, Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's And entertaind them deeply in lier heart: belov'd.

How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root!
Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love, O Proteus, let this habit inake thee blush!
For whose dear sake 'thou didst then rend thy Be thou asham'd, that I have took upon me

Such an inmodest raiment; if shame live
Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths In a disguise of love:
Descended into perjury, to love me.

It is the lesser blot, modesty finds,
Thou hast no faíth len now, unless thou hadst two, Women to change their shapes, than men their
And that's far worse than none; better have none minds.
Than plural faith, which is too much by one : Pro. Than men their mir.ds? 'tis true : 0
Shou counterfeit to thy true friend !

heaven! were man Pro.

In love,

But constant, he were perfcct: that one error Who respects friend ?

Fills hin with faults; makes him run through all
All men but Proteus.

Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words Inconstancy falls off, ere it begins :
Can no way change you to a milder form, What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy
I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end; More fresh in Julia's with a constant eye?
And love you 'gainst the nature of love, force you. l'al. Come, come, a hand from either :
Sil. O heaven!

Let me be blest to make this happy close ;
Pro. I'll force thee yield to my desire. "Twere pity two such friends should be long foes.

Val. Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch; Pro. Bcar witness, heaven, I have my wish for Thou friend of an ill fashion! Pro.

Valentine !

Jul, And I have mine. Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or love;

Enter Out-laws, wilh Duke and Thurio. (For such is a friend now,) treacherous man! Thou hast beguild my hopes; nought but mine


A prize, a prize, a prize! eye

Val. Forbear, I say; It is my lord the duke. Could have persuaded me: Now I dare not say

Your grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd, I have one friend alive; thou would'st disprove mc.

Banish'd Valentine. Who should be trusted now, when one's right hand


Sir Valentine ! Is perjur'd to the bosom? Proteus,

Thu. Yonder is Silvia ; and Silvia's mine. I am sorry, I must never trust thee more,

Val. Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy But count the world a stranger for thy sakc.

death; The private wound is deepest : O time, most curst ! Cone not within the measure of my wrath: 'Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst: Do not name Silvia thine ; if once again, Pro. My shame and guilt confounds me.

Milan shall not behold thee. Here she stands, Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrow

Take but possession of her with a touch !Be a sufficient ransom for offence,

I dare thee but to breathe upon my love. I tender it here; I do as truly suffer,

Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I ;
As e'er I did commit.

I hold him but a fool, that will endanger
Then I am paid;

His body for a girl that loves him not:
And once again I do receive thee honest.

i claim her not, and therefore she is thine. Who by repentance is not satisfied,

Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou

To make such means for her as thou hast done, Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleas’d; By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeas'd :

And leave her on such slight conditions.And, that my love may appear plain and free,

Now, by the honour of my ancestry, All that was mine in Silvia, I give thec.

I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine, Jud. O me, unhappy!


And think thee worthy of an empress' love. Pro. Look to the boy.

Know then, I here forget all foriner griefs, Val. Why, boy! why, wag! how now? what Cancel all grudgc, repeal thee home again. is the matter?

Plead a new state in thy unrivalld merit, Look up; speak.

To which I thus subscribe,-sir Valentine, Jud.

O good sir, my master charg'd me Thou art a gentleman, and well deriv'd; To deliver a ring to madam Silvia ;

Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her. Which, out of my neglect, was never done.

Val. I thank your grace; thc gist hath made mo Pro. Where is that ring, boy?

happy. Jul. Here 'tis: this is it. (Gives a ring. I now bescech you, for your daughter's sake, Pro. How ! let me see:

To grant one boon that I shall ask of you. Why this is the ring I gave to Julia.

Duke. I grant it, for thine own, whate'er it be. Júl. O, cry you mercy, sir, I have mistook ;

Val. These banish'd men, that I have kept This is the ring you sent to Silvia.

withal, (Shows another ring: Forgive them what they have committed here,

Are men endued with worthy qualities; Pro. But, how cam'st thou by this ring? at my And let them be recall from their exile :

depart, I gave this unto Julia.

They are reformed, civil, full of good, Jul. And Julia herself did give it me;

And fit for great employment, worthy lord. And Julia herself hath brought it hither.

Duke. Thou hast prevail'd: I pardon them and

Dispose of them, as thou know'st their deserts, (1) Felt, experienced. (2) Direction. (3) An allusion to cleaving the pin in archery. (4) Length of my sword. (5) Interest.


With triumphs,' mirth, and rare solemnity. In this play there is a strange mixtue of know Come, let us go; we will include all jars. ledge and ignorance, of care and negligence. The

Val. And, uw we walk along, I dare be bold versification is often excellent, the allusions are With our discourse to make your grace to smile: learned and just ; but the author conveys his What think you of this page, my lord ?

heroes by sea from one inland town to another in Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him; he the same country: he places the emperor at Milan, blushes.

and sends his young men to attend him, but nevar Val. I warrant you, my lord ; more grace than mentions him more; he makes Proteus, after au boy

interview with Silvia, say he has only seen her pic. Duke. What mean you by that saying? ture: and, if we may credit the old copies, he has, Vol. Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along, by mistaking places, left his scenery inextricable. That you will wonder what hath fortun'd. - The reason of all this confusion seems to be, that Come, Proteus ; 'tis your penance, but to hear he took his story from a novel which he sometimes The story of your loves discovered:

rollowed and sometimes forsook; sometimes reThat donc, our day of marriage shall be yours; membered, and sometimes forgot. One feast, one house, one mutual happiness. That this play is rightly attributed to Shak

(Exeunt. speare, I have little doubt. If it be taken from him,

to whom shall it be given? This question may be (1) Masks, revels. (2) Conclude. asked of all the disputed plays, except Titus An

dronicus ; and it will be found 'more credible, that Shakspeare might sometimes sink below his nighest Aights, than that any other should rise up to his llowesi,


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