Hoft. How now? are you fadder than you were before? how do you, man? the mufic likes you

not.

Jul. You mistake; the musician likes me not.
Hoft. Why, my pretty youth ?

Jul. He plays false, father.

Hoft. How, out of tune on the ftrings?

Jul. Not fo; but yet so false, that he grieves my very heart-ftrings.

Hoft. You have a quick ear.

Jul. Ay, I would I were deaf; it makes me to have a flow heart.

Hoft. I perceive you delight not in mufic.

Jul. Not a whit, when it jars fo.

Hoft. Hark what fine change is in the music!
Ful. Ay, that change is the spight..

Hoft. You would have them always play but che thing?

Jul. I would always have one to play but one thing.. But, Hoft, doth this Sir Protheus, that we talk on, Qften refort unto this gentlewoman?

Hoft. I'll tell you what Launce his man told me, he loved her out of all nick...... ·

Jul. Where is Launce?

Hoft. Gone to feek his dog, which to-morrow, by his master's command, he muft carry for a prefent to his lady..

Jul. Peace, ftand afide, the company parts.

Pro Sir Thurio, fear not you: I will fo plead, That you fhall fay, my cunning drift excels.

Thu. Where meet we?

Pro. At St Gregory's well.

Thu. Farewel.

[Exeunt Thu. and Mufic.

SILVIA above, at her Window.

Pro. Madam, good even to your Ladyship,

Sil. I thank you for your mufic, Gentlemen. Who is that, that fpake?

[truth, Pro. One, Lady, if you know his pure heart's You'd quickly learn to know him by his voice. Sil. Sir Protheus, as I take it.

Pro. Sir Protheus, gentle Lady, and your fervant. Sil. What is your will?

Pro. That I may compafs yours.

Sil. You have your wifh; my will is even this,
That prefently you hie you home to bed.
Thou fubtle, perjured, falfe, difloyal man!
Think'it theu I am fo fhallow, fo conceitless,
To be feduced by thy flattery,

That haft deceived fo many wi h thy vows?
Return, return, and make thy love amends.
For me, by this pale Queen of night I swear,
I am fo far from granting thy request,
That I difpife thee for thy wrongful fuit;
And, by and by, intend to chide myself,
Ev'n for this time I spend in talking to thee.

Pro. I grant, fweet love, that I did love a lady; But the is dead.

Jul. [Afide] Twere falfe, if I fhould fpeak it; For, I am fure, fhe is not buried.

Sil. Say that the be; yet Valentine, thy friend, Survives; to whom, thyfelf art witnefs,

1 am betrothed; and art thou net afham'd To wrong him with thy importunacy?

Pro. I likewife hear that Valentine is dead.. Sil. And fo fuppofe am I; for in his grave, Aflure thyfelf, my love is buried.

Pro. Sweet Lady, let me rake it from the earth. Sil. Go to thy Lady's grave and call her thence, Or, at the leaf, in hers fepulchre thine.

Jul. [Afide.] He heard not that.

Pro. Madam, if your heart be fo obdurate,

Vouchfafe me yet your picture for my love,
The picture that is hanging in your chamber:
To that I'll fpeak, to that I'll figh and weep;
For fince the fubitance of your perfect felf
Is elie devoted, I am but a fhadow;

And to your fhadow will I make true love. Jul. [Afide.] If 'twere a fubitance, you would, fure, deceive it,

And make it but a fhadow, as I am.

Sil. I'm very loath to be your idol, Sir:
But fince your falfehood fhall become you well
To worship thadows, and adore falfe thapes,
Send to me in the morning, and I'll fend it:
And fo, good rest.

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

Jul. Hoft, will you go?

[Exeunt Pro. and Sil.

Hoft. By my hallidam, I was faft afleep...
Jul. Pray you, where lyes Sir Protheus?

Hoft. Marry, at my houfe: truft me, I think 'tis almost day.

Jul. Not fo; but it hath been the longest night That e'er I watched, and the most heavieit. [Exe.aEnter EGLAMORE.

Egl. This is the hour that Madam Silvia Entreated me to call, and know her mind: There's fome great matter fhe'd employ me in. Madam, Madam !

SILVIA above, at her Window.

Sil. Who calls?

Egl. Your fervant, and your friend;

One that attends your Ladyfhip's command. [row,' Sil. Sir Eglamore, a thouland times good-mop-

Egl. As many, worthy Lady, to yourself:
According to your Ladyfhip's impofe,
I am thus early come, to know what fervice
It is your pleasure to command me in

Sil. Oh Eglamore,, thou art a gentleman, (Think not I flatter, for I fwear I do not,) Valiant and wife, remerfeful, well accomplished: Thou art not ignorant what dear good will } bear unto the banished Valentine;

Nor how my father would enforce me marry
Vain Thurio, whom my very foul abhorred.
Thy felf halt loved; and I have heard thee fay,
No grief did ever come fo near thy heart,
As when thy Lady and thy true love died;
Upon whofe grave thou vow'dft pure: chastity..
Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine,

To Mantua, where I hear he makes abode :
And, for the ways are dangerous to pafs,
I do defire thy worthy company,
Upon whofe faith and honour I repofe.
Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour;
But think upon my grief, a Lady's grief,
And on the juftice of my flying hence,,
To keep me from a most unhely match,
Which Heaven and Fortune til reward with
I do defire thee, even from a heart [plagues:
As full of forrows as the fea of fands,.

To bear me company and go with me::
If not, to hide what I have faid to thee,
That I may venture to depart alone.

Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances;
Which, fince. I know they virtuoufly are placed,
1 give confent to go along with you;
Recking as little what betideth me,

As much I with all good befortune you..
When will you go?

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Sil. This evening coming.

Egl. Where thall I meet you? Fas
Sil. At Friar Patrick's cell,
Where I intend holy confeffion.

Egl. I will not fail your Ladyship:
Good morrow, gentle Lady.

Sil. Good morrow, kind Sir Eglamore. [Exeunt. Enter LAUNCE with his Dog.

When a man's fervant fhall play the cur with him, look you, it goes hard one that I brought up of a puppy, one that I faved from drowning, when three or four of his blind brothers and fifters went to it! I have taught him, even as one would say precifely, thus I would teach a dog. (15) I went to deliver him as a prefent to Miftrefs Silvia from my mafter; and I came ne fooner into the diningchamber, but he steps me to her trencher, and steals her capon's leg. O, 'tis a foul thing when a cur cannot keep himself in all companies! I would have, as one fhould fay, one that takes upon him to be a dog indeed, to be, as it were, a dog at all things. If I had no more wit than he, to take a fault upon me that he did, I think verily he had been hanged for't; fure, as I live, he had fuffered for't. You shall judge. He thruft me himself into the company of three or four gentleman-like dogs, under the Duke's table: he had not been there (blefs the mark) a piffing while, but all the chamber felt him. Out

(15) I was fent to deliver him as a prefert-] Honeft Launce is here all along characterizing his dog Crab; but that he was not fent to deliver as a prefent to Silvia. The Poet therefore could not be fo forgetful to make this blunder. I aunce had loft his mafter's dog, and was gone in queft of him, as we have heard from the hoft : and we find Launce himself prefently confeffing, that it was stolen by the hangman's boy. So having loft the intended present, he went to tender his own dog inftead of the other.