Laun. Marty, thus when it ftands well with him, 1. Marry it ftands well 9[om! Dalgrat yd. jom doss her. Speed. What an afs art thou? I understand thee not. Laun. What a block art thou, that thou canit not? My ftaff understands me. Speed What thou fay’ft ? Laun. Ay, and what I do too? look thee, Pll but lean, and my taff understands me. Speed. It ftands under thee, indeed, prvo slow Laun. Why, ftand-under, and understand, is all one. Speed. But tell me true, will't be a match Fonsi Laun. Afk my dog: if he fay, ay, it will; if he fay, no, it will; if he thake etail, and fay nothing, it will Speed. The conclufion is then, that it will. 11 Laun, Thou shalt never fuch a fecret from me, but by a parable. basi get Speed. 'Tis well, that I get it fo; but, Launce, how fay't thou, that my mafter is become a notable lover? Laun. I never knew him ond met wed? otherwife lover Speed. Than how? Laun. A notable lubber, as thou reporteff him to be! Speed. Why, thou whorefon afs, thou mistak' me. Laun. Why, fool,I meant not thee; I'meant thy mafter. Speed. I tell thee, my mafter is become a hot lover Laun. Why, I tell thee, I care not tho” he burn himfelf in love. If thou wilt t go with me to the alehoufe, fo; if not, thou art an Hebrew, a Jetv, and not worth the name of a Chriftian. Speed. Why? go Laun. Because thou haft not fo much charity in thee, as to go to the ale-house with a a Chriftian: wilt thou Speed. At thy fervice, lledt abлstor of PET 101 alon vi Enter Protheus solusad se meals \ Jud bas [Exeunt. Pro. To leave my Julia, fhall I be forfworn To love fair Silvia, thall I be forfworn, To wrong my friend, I fhall be much forfworn: ¿A Anden that pow'r, which gave me firft my oath, Provokes me to this threefold perjury. Love bade me fwear, and love bids me forfwear: Ofweet-fuggefting love! if thou haft finn'd Teach me, thy tempect to excufe trom At first I did adore a twinkling ftar, Whole fov'reignty fo oft thou haft preferr But there I leave to love, where I fhould love? If I keep them, I needs muft lofe myfelf: ti dearer a friend; 90sing e vá tud For love is ftill more precious in its felf?!? And Silvia, (witnefs heav'n, that made her fair!), Shews Julia but a fwarthy Ethiope. Remembring that my love to her is dead! A mal Now prefently and pretende di 23 Of difguiling, and rai Love, lend me wings to make my purpofe fwift, As tho full proceeding. •yrujjaq blotsard ensewhol em abid avol bus SCENE changes to Julia's Houfe in Verana. Brow & BAR JOM SIN Enter Julia and Lucetta.nuoon Tool 1" Jul. and, even, in kind love, I do conjure thee, 2A Countd Who ardithe table wherein all my thoughts Are vifibly character'd and engray'd, Hing on dut Didft thou but know the inly touch of love, wontedW Jul. The more thou damm'ft it up, the more it burns: With willing and hinder not my courfe Then let I'll be as patient as a gentle ftream, that A bleffed foul doth in Elysium. Luc. Luc. But in what habit will you go along prevent Luc. Why then your Ladyship muft cut your haired Jul. No, girl; I'H knit it up in filken strings, 91AWith twenty add-conceited true-loye knots noltel oT To be fantastic, may become a youthmod y diw woH Of greater time than I fhall fhew to be.ym or venueĻĀ Luc. What ahion, Madam, shall I make your breeches? Jul. That fits as well, as- tell me, good my Lord, "What compafs will you wear your farthingale è o Why, even what fashion thou best likeft, Lucetta.don Luc. You must needs have them with a cod-piece, Madam. endtori zie e noibotieg snivib dos 10 Jul. Out, out, Lucetta! that will be ill-favour'd.\ Lu, A round hofe, Madam, now's not worth a pin, Unless you have a cod-piece to stick pins onabod yn¶ 9 Jul. Lucetta, as thou lov'ft me, let me havergnol vä What thou think' meet, and is most mannerly Abi But tell me, wench, how will the world repute majod 'I' For undertaking fo unflaid a journeydonsup of 2351 24 I fear me, it will make me fcandaliz'd.on ob 15.J Luc. If you think fo, then stay at home, and go not Jul. Nay, that I will not. svods and blood I a Luc. Then never dream on infamy, but go. C If Protheus like your journey, when you come,ɔ ɔT No matter who's difpleas'd, when you are gone podT I fear me, he will fcarce be pleas'd withal n Jul. That is the leaft, Lucetta, of my fears of A thoufand oaths, an ocean of his tears,ney & govi And instances as infinite of love, il al diedstrovo all Warrant me e welcome to my Protheus, ynsanovd of brA Luc. All thefe are fervants to deceitful men. W T E Jul. Bale men, t that ufe them to fo base effect T His heart as far from fraud, as heav'n from earth. T buftugg ACT II di grind III. gaivonA swoj tsaga un ar 195 sebol vldşin I SCENE, the Duke's Palace, in Milan **/ &- Enter Duke, Thurio, and Protheus. a SIR Thurie, give us leave, I pray, a while; buAWe have fome fecrets to confer about. [Ex Thur. Now tell me, Protheus, what's your will with me? A Pro. My gracious Lord, that which I would difcover, The law of friendship bids me to conceal; But when I call to to mind your gracious favours 1sį as I am, undeferving Done to me, Than |