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This ring I gave him, when he parted from me, As if the garment had been made for me:
To vind 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.
To praise his faith, which I would have disprais'd. For Theseus' perjury, and unjust flight;
I ani iny 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 mysell.

Wept bitierly; and, would I might be dead,
Yet I will woo for him : but yet so coldly, If I'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, allended.

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.

(Exit Silvia, Sil. What would you with her, if that I be she ? Jul. And she shall thank you for’t, if e'er you Jul. 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, Juul. 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 itself! 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 fatter with myself too much.
Would better fit his chamber, than this shadow. Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow :

Ju. Madam, please you peruse this letter. - IC 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 highe Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again. What should it be, that he respects in her, Juil. It may not be; good madam, pardon me. But I can make respective in mysell, 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 thec kindly for thy mistress' sake,
For, I have heard him say a thousand times, That us'd me so; or else, by Jove I vow,
His Julia gave it him at his departure:

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

ACT V. Poor gentlewoman! my master wrongs her much.

SCENE I.-The same. An abbey.

Enter Sil, Dost thou know her ? 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 Corsook That Silvia, at Patrick's cell, should meet me. her.

She will not fail ; for lovers break not hours,
Ju. 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 ?
Jud. She hath been fairer, madam, than she is :

Enter Silvia,
When she did think my master lov'd her well,
Shc, in my judgment, was as fair as you ;

See, where she comes : Lady, a happy evening'

Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour !
But since she did neglect her looking-glass,
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. And pinch'd the lily-tincture of her face,

Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues 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. Enler Thurio, Proteus, and 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 (*) In good earnest. (3) Head-dress. (4) Respectable. (5) Safe.





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 Thii. 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 Jul. Where is the gentleinan 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 flod; Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies; my face is The thicket is beset, he cannot ’scape. black.

i Oui. 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. Ilow likes she my discourse ? Pro. Ill, when you talk of war.

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

Enter Valentine. peace? Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your

Val. Ilow use doth breed a habit in a man peace.

(.Aside. This shadowy descri, unfrequented woods, Thu. What says she to my yalour?

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 coword. And, to the nightingale's complaining notes,

(ulside. Tune my distresses, and record my wocs. Thu. What says slie to my birth?

O thon that dost inhabit in my brcast, 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. 1, ay; and pities them.

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

Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn stain ! 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, ihat inake thcir wills their Jul. llere comes the duke.


Have some unhappy passenger in chace:
Enter Duke.

They love me well; yet I have much to do,
D::ke. Ilow 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 I.
Saw you my daughter ?

Enter Proteus, Silvia, and Julia.

Neither. Duke. Why, then shc's led unto that peasant

Pro. Madam, this service I have done for you Valentine;

(Though you respect not aught your servant doth,) 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 peaance wander'd through the forest : Ilim he knew well, and guess'd that it was she;

Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look; Dui, being mask'il, he was not sure of it :

A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, 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:

Val. Ilow like a dream is this I see and hear? These likelihoods confirm her light from hence.

Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile. (Jside. Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse,

Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I ain! 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 coining, I have made you happy. That leads towards Mantua, whither they are ned :

Sil. By ihy approach thou mak'st me most un Despatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. (Exit.

happy. Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish? girl,

Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your That flies her fortune when it follows her:


(. 1side.

Sil. Ilad I been scized by a hungry lion,
I'll astcr; inore to be reveng'd on Eglamour,
Than for the love of reckless' Silvii. (Erit.

I would have been a breakfast to the beast,

Rather than have falsc Proteus rescue me.
Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love,
Than hate of Ezlamour that goes with her. (Erit

. Q; 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. (Erie. And full as much (for more there cannot be,)

I do detest false perjur'd Proteus :

Thercfore be
SCENE III.- Frontiers of Mantua.


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 ? 0) Own. (2) Foolish. (3) Carcless,

(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 ammo to all thy oaths, Sil. When Proteus cannot love whcre he's Ard entertain’d them deeply in her 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 make thee blush!
For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy Be thou asham’d, that I have took upon ine

Such an immodest 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 faith left 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 minds? 'tis true: 0
Thou counterfeit to thy true friend !

heaven! were man Pro.

In love, But constant, he were perfect; that one error, Who respects friend ?

Fills him with faults; makes him run through all Sil. 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 fáce, but I may spy
I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end; More fresh in Julia's with a constant cye?
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;

I'll force thee yield to my desire."Tivere pity two such friends should be long focs. Val. Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch; Pro. Bcar witncss, heaven, I have my wish for Thou friend of an ill fashion!

ever. Pro.


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

Enler Out-laws, with Duke and Thurio. (For such is a friend now,) treacherous m?n!

Out. Thou hast beguild my hopes; nought but mine

A prize, a prize, a prize !

Val. Forbear, I say; It is my lord the dukc. eye 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 inc.

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 enıbrace thy But count the world a stranger for thy sake. The private wound is deepest : 0 time, most curst! Come not within the measure of my wrath: Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst! Do not name Silvia thinc; if once again, Pro. My shame and guili confounds me.

Milan shall not behold thee. llere 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 sufler,

Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I ;
As c'er I did cominit.

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,

Diike. The more degenerate and base art thou Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleas'd; To make such means for lier as thou hast done, By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeas'd:

And leave her on such slight condition3.And, that iny love may appear plain and free,

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

1 do applaud thy spirit, Valentine, Juil. O me, unhappy!


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

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

Plcad a new state in thy unrivall’d 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 madain Silvia ;

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

Val. I thank your grace; the gilt hath inade me Pro. Where is that ring, boy?

happy. Jiu.

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

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

Dike. I grant it, for thine own, whate'cr it bc. Jul. O, cry you inercy, sir, I have mistook ;

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

withal, (Shows another ring. Are men endued with worthy qualities; Pro. But, how cam'st thou by this ring! at my Forgive them what they have commitiéd here, depart,

And let them be recall'd from their exile : 1 g gave this untó Julia.

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

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

Duke. Thou hast prevailid: 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 mixture of know Come, let us go; we will include all jars. ledge and ignorance, of care and negligence. The

Val. And, as 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 anoiher 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 neu'r Val. I warrant you, my lord; more grace than mentions him more; he makes Proteus, after ata boy.

interview with Silvia, say he has only seen her picDuke. What mean you by that saying? ture: and, if we may credit the old copies, he has,

Val. 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:

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

(Exeunt. speare, I have lituc 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 highest
Nights, than that any other should rise up to his


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