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Laun. No, they are both as whole as a fish. Speed. Why then how ftands the matter with them? Laun. Marry, thus: when it ftands well with him, it ftands well with her.

Speed. What an afs art thou! I understand thee

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Laun. Ay, and what I do too: look thee, I'll but lean, and my staff understands me. Speed. It ftands under thee indeed.

Laun. Why, ftand under, and understand, is all

one.

Speed. But tell me true, will't be a match?

Laun, Afk my dogs if he fay, ay, it will; if he fay, no, it will; if he shake his tail, and fay nothing, it will

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Speed The conclufion is then, that it will.se Laun. Thou fhalt never get fucha fecret from me, but by a parable.

Speed. 'Tis well that Liget it fo; but, Launce, how fayeft thou, that my master is become a notable lover?

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Laun. I never knew him otherwise.

Speed. Than how?

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Laur. A notable lubber, as thou reporteft him

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Speed. Why, thou whorefon afs, thou mistakeft me. Laun. Why, fool, I meant not thee; I meant thy mafter.

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Spec I tell thee, my master is become a hot lover. Laun. Why, I tell thee I care not though.. he burn himself in love. If thou wilt go with me to the ale-house, fo; if not, thou art an Hebrew, a Jew, and not worth the name of a Chriftian.

Speed. Why? it antem a un ni

Laun. Because thou haft not so much charity in thee as to go to the ale-houfe with a Christian : wilt thou go?

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Enter PROTHEUS folus.

Pro. To leave my Julia thall I be forfworn; To love fair Silvia fhall I be forfworn;

To wrong my friend I fhall be much forfworn: And even that power which gave me firt my oath Provokes me to this threefold perjury.

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Love bade me fwear, and love bids me forfwear: I
O fweet fuggefting love! if thou haft finned,"
Teach me, thy tempted fubject, to excufe it
At first I did adore a twinkling star,
But now I worship a celeftial fun.
Unheedful vows may heedfully be broken
And he wants wit that wants refolved will
To learn his wit t'exchange the bad for better.
Fy, fy, unreverend tongue! to call her bad,
Whole fovereignty fo oft thou hast preferred
With twenty thousand foul-confirming oaths."
I cannot leave to love, and yet I do :

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But there I leave to love, where I fhould love:
Julia Ilofe, and Valentine I lofe:

If I keep them, I needs mut lofe myself *
If I lofe them, this find I by their lofs,
For Valentine, myfelf; for Julia, Silvia:
I to myself am dearer than a friend;
For love is still more precious in itself:
And Silvia, (witnefs Heaven, that made her fair!)
Shews Julia but a fwarthy Ethiope.

I will forget that Julia is alive,'

Remembering that my love to her is dead:.

And Valentine I'll hold an enemy,

Aiming at Silvia as a fweeter friend.
I cannot now prove conftant to myself,
Without fome treachery used to Valentine.
This night he meaneth with a corded ladder
To climb celestial Silvia's chamber-window; i
Myfelf in counfel his competitor.

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Now prefently I'll give her father notice
Of their difguifing and pretended flight;
Who, all enraged, will banish Valentine:
For Thurio, he intends, fhall wed his daughter. of
But, Valentine being gone, I'll quickly crois, EnA
By fome fly trick, blunt Thurio's dull proceeding.
Love, lend me wings to make my purpofe fwift,
As thou haft lent me wit to plot this drift! [Exit.

SCENE changes to Julia's Houfe in Verona..

Enter JÚLIA and LUCETTA.

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Ful. Counfel, Lucetta; gentle girl, affift me. If And even in kind love I do conjure thee, Who art the table wherein all my thoughts Are vifibly charactered and engraved, To leffon me; and tell me fome good mean, How with my honour I may undertake A journey to my loving Protheus.

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Luc. Alas, the way is wearifome and long. Jul. A true devoted pilgrim is not weary To meafure kingdoms with his feeble steps; Much lefs fhall the, that hath love's wings to fly; And when the flight is made to one fo dear, Of fuch divine perfection as Sir Protheus...

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Luc. Better forbear, 'till Protheus make return. Jul. Oh, knoweft thou not his looks are my foul's Pity the dearth that I have pined in, By longing for that food fo long a time. Didft thou but know the inly touch of love,

Thou wouldeft as foon go kindle fire with fnow,
As feek to quench the fire of love with words.

Luc. I do not feek to quench your love's hot fire, But qualify the fire's extreme rage,

Left it fhould burn above the bounds of reafon.. Jul. The more thou dammest, it up, the more it

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The current that with gentle murmur ghdes,. Thou knoweft, being stopped, impatiently doth rage, But when his fair courfe is not hindered,

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He makes fweet music with the enameled stones,
Giving a gentle kifs to every fedge
He overtaketh in his pilgrimage;

And fo by many winding nooks he strays,
With willing fport, to the wild ocean.
Then let me go, and hinder not my course;
I'll be as patient as a gentle stream,.
And make a paftime of each weary ftep,
"Till the last step have brought me to my love ;;
And there I'll reft, as after much turmoil,
A bleffed foul doth in Elyfium.

Luc. But in what habit will you go along?
Jul. Not like a woman; for I would prevent
The loofe encounters of lafcivious men :-
Gentle Lucetta, fit me with fuch weeds.
As may befeem fome well-reputed page.

Luc. Why, then your Ladythip must cut your hair.
Jul. No, girl: I'll knit it up in filken ftrings,
With twenty odd-conceited true-love-knotse
To be fantastic may become a youth.

Of greater time than I fhall fhew to be. [breeches? Luc. What fathion, Madam, fhall I make your* Jul. That fits as well, as- tell me, good my

Lord,

What compafs will you wear your farthingale "* Why, even what fashion thou beft likeft, Lucetta..

Luc. You must needs have them with a cod-piece, Madam.

Jul. Out, out, Lucetta! that will be ill-favoured. Luc. A round hofe, Madam, now's not worth a Unless you have a cod-piece to ftick pins on. [pin, Jul. Lucetta, as thou loveft me, let me have What thou thinkeft meet, and is moft mannerly: But tell me, wench, how will the world repute met For undertaking fo unftaid a journey?

I fear me, it will make me fcandalized..

Luc. If you think so, then stay at home, and go Jul. Nay, that I will not.

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Luc. Then never dream on infamy, but go.
If Protheus like your journey when you come,
No matter who's displeased when you are gone.
I fear me he will fcarce be pleased withal.

Jul. That is the leaft, Lucetta, of my fear:
A thoufand oaths, an ocean of his tears,
And instances as infinite of love,

Warrant me welcome to my Prothens.

Luc. All these are fervants to deceitful men.: Jul. Bafe men, that use them to fo base effect !! But truer ftars did govern Frotheus' birth; His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles; His love fincere, his thoughts immaculate; His tears, pure meffengers fent from his heart; His heart as far from fraud, as heaven from earth. Luc. Pray Heaven he prove fo, when you come to him!

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Jul. Now, as thou loveft me, do not him that To bear a hard opinion of his truth.; Only deserve my love, by loving him; And presently go with me to my chamber, To take a note of what I ftand in need of, To furnish me upon my longing journey: All that is mine I leave at thy dispose,

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