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Host. Come, we'll have you merry: l'll bring Sil. And so, suppose, am I ; for in his grave, you where you shall hear music, and see the gentle - Assure thyself, my love is buried. man that you ask'd for.

Pro. Siveet lady, let me rake it from the earth. Jul. But shall I hear him speak!

Sil, Go to thy lady's grave, and call hers thence ; Host. Ay, that you shall.

Or at the least, in hers sepulchre thine. Jul. That will be musio. [Music plays. Jul. He heard not that.

[ Aside. Host. Hark! hark !

Pro. Madam, if your heart be so obdurate, Jul. Is he among these!

Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love, Host. Ay: but peace, let's hear 'em.

The picture that is hanging in your chamber.

To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and weep;

For, since the substance of your perfect self
Who is Silvia? What is she,

Is else devoted, I am but a shadow;
That all our swains commend her ?

And to your shadow, I will make true love. [it.
Holy, fair, and wise is she ;

Jul. If 'twere a substance, you would, sure, deceive The heavens such grace did lend her,

And make it but a shadow, as I am.

(Aside. That she might admired be.

Sil. I am very loath to be your idol, sir;
Is she kind, as she is fair?

But, since your falsehood shall become you well
For beauty lives with kindness :

To worship shadows, and adore false shapes,
Love doth to her eyes repair,

Send to me in the morning, and I'll send it :
To help him of his blindness ;

And so good rest.

As wretches have o'ernight,
And, being help'd, inhabits there.

'That wait for execution in the morn. Then to Silvia let us sing,

[Exeunt Proteus, and Silvia, from above. That Silvia is excelling;

Jul. Host, will you go?
She excels each mortal thing,

Host. By my hallidom, I was fast asleep.
Upon the dull earth dwelling:

Jul. Pray you, where lies sir Proteus!
To her let us garlands bring.

Host. Marry, at my house : Trust me, I think 'tis Host. How now ? are you sadder than you were be- almost day. fore? How do you, man? the music likes yon not.

Jul. Not so ; but it hath been the longest night Jul. You mistake; the musician likes me not.

That e'er I watch'd, and the most heaviest. (Exeunt. Host. Why, my pretty youth!

SCENE III. The same.
Jul. He plays false, father.
Host. How 1 out of tune on the strings?

Enter Eglamour.
Jul. Not so ; but yet so false that he grieves my Egl. This is the hour that madam Silvia
very heart-strings.

Entreated me to call, and know her mind;
Kost. You have a quick ear.
Jul. Ay, I would I were deaf! it makes me have Madam, madam!

There's some great matter she'd employ me in.a slow heart. Host. I perceive, you delight not in music.

Silvia appears above, at her Window. Jul. Not a whit, when it jars so.


Who calls ? Host. Hark, what fine change is in the music! Egl.

Your servant, and your friend ; Jul. Ay; that change is the spite.

One that attends your ladyship's command. Host. You would have them always play but one Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good-morrow. thing!

Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself.
Jul. I would always have one play but one thing. According to your ladyship's impose,
But, host, doth this sir Proteus, that we talk on, I am this early come to know what service
often resort unto this gentlewoman!

It is your pleasure to command me in. Host. I tell you what Launce, bis man told me; Sil. O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman, he loved her out of all nick.

(Think not, I flatter, for, I swear, I do not), Jul. Where is Launce ?

Valiant, wise, remorseful, well accomplish'd. Host. Gone to seek his dog ; which, to-morrow,

Thou art not ignorant, what dear good will by his master's command, he must carry for a present I bear unto the banisha Valentine'; to his lady.

Nor how my father would enforce me marry Jul. Peace ! stand aside; the company parts. Vain Thurió, whom my very soul abhorr'a. Pro. Sir Thurio, fear not you! I will so plead, Thyself hast lov'd ; and I have beard thee say, That you shall say, my cunning drift excels." No grief did ever come so near thy heart, Thu. Where meet we!

As when thy lady and thy true love died,
Pro. At saint Gregory's well.

Upon whose grave thou vow'd'st pure chastity,
Thu. Farewell. Exeunt Thurio and Musicians. Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine,
Silvia appears above, at her Window. To Mantua, where, I hear, he makes abode ;

And, for the ways are dangerous to pass,
Pro. Madam, good even to your ladyship.

I do desire thy worthy company, Sil. I thank you for your music, gentlemen :

Upon whose faith and honour I repose.

Who is that, that spake?
Pro. One, lady, it' you knew his pure heart's truth, But think upon my griet, a lady's grief;

Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour,
You'd quickly learn to know him by his voice.

And on the justice of my flying hence, Sil. Sir Proteas, as I take it.

To keep me from a most unholy match,
Pro. Sir Proteus, gentle lady, and your servant. Which heaven and fortune still reward with plagues.
Sil. What is your will !

I do desire thee, even from a heart
That I may compass yours.

As full of sorrows as the sea of sands,
Sil. You have your wish ; my will is even this - To bear me company, and go with me :
That presently you hie you home to bed.

If not, to hide what I have said to thee,
Thou subtle, perjur'd, false, disloyal man !

That I may venture to depart alone.
Think'st thou, I am so shallow, so conceitless,
To be seduced by thy flattery,

Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances;

Which since I know they virtuously are plac'd, That hast deceived so many with thy vows !

I give consent to go along with you; Return, return, and make thy love amends,

Recking as little what beideth me, For me, -by this pale queen of night I swear,

As much I wish all good befortune you. I am so far from granting thy request,

When will you go? That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit;


This evening coming. And by and by intend to chide myself,

Egl. Where shall I meet you Even for this time I spend in talking to thee.


At friar Patrick's cell, Pro. I grant, sweet love, that I did love a lady;

Where I intend holy confession. But she is dead. "Twere false, if I should speak it; Good-morrow, gentle lady

Egl. I will not fail your ladyship : For, I am sure, she is not buried.

[ Aside

Sil. Good-morrow, kind sir Eglamour. [Exeunt. Sil. Say, that she be ; yet Valentine, thy friend, Survives; to whom thyself art witness,

SCENE IV. The same. I am betroth'd : And art thou not asham'd

Enter Launce, with his Dog. To wrong him with thy importanacy?

Pro. I likewise hear, that Valentine is dead. Laun. When a man's servant shall play the eur



with him, look you, it goes hard : one that I brought I claim the promise for her heavenly picture. up of a puppy one that I saved from drowning, Your message done, hie home unto my chamber, when three or four of his blind brothers and sisters Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary. (Éxit. went to it! I have taught him-even as one would Jul. How many women would do such a message ? say precisely, Thus I would teach a dog. I was sent Alas! poor Proteus ! thou hast entertain'd to deliver him, as a present to mistress Silvia, from A fox, to be the shepherd of thy lambs : my master; and I came no sooner into the dining- Alas, poor fool! why do I pity him chamber, but he steps me to her trencher, and steals that with his very heart despiseth me! her capon's leg. 0, 'tis a foul thing, when a cur Becanse lie loves her, he despiseth me; cannot keep himself in all companies ! I would have, Because I love him, I must pity bim. as one should say, one that takes upon him to be a This ring I gave him, when he parted from me, dog indeed, to be, as it were, a dog at all things. If To bind him to remember my good will : I had not had more wit than he, to take a fault upon And now an I (unbappy messenger) me that he did, I think verily he had been hanged to plead for that which I would not obtain ; for't ; sure as I live, he had suffer'd for't : you shall To carry that which I would have refus'd; judge. He thrusts me himself into the company of To praise his faith, which I would have disprais'd. three or four gentleman-like dogs, under the duke's I am my master's true confirmed love; table : he had not been there (bless the mark)

a pissing But cannot be true servant to my master, while; but all the chamber smelt him. Out with Unless I prove false traitor to myself. the dog, says one ; What cur is that ? says another; Yet I will woo for him: bat yet so coldly, Whip him out, says the third ; Hang him up, says As heaven, it knows, I would not have him speed. the duke. I having been acquainted with the smell

Enter Silvia, attended. before, knew it was Crab; and gues me to the fellow that whips the dogs: Friend, quoth I, you mean to Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my mean whip the dog! Ay, marry, do i, qaoth heYou do To bring me where to speak with mudam Silvia. him the more worong, qaoth I ; 'twas I did the thing Sil. What would you with her, if that I be she? you wot of. He makes me no more ado, but whips Jul. If you be she, I do entreat your patience me out of the chamber. How many masters would To hear me speak the message I am sent on. do this for their servant ? Nay, I'll be sworn, I have

Sil. From whom ? sat in the stocks for puddings he hath stolen, other- Jul. From my master, sir Proteus, madam. wise he had been executed I have stood on the pil- Sil. O!-He sends you for a picture ! lory for geese he hath killed, otherwise he had suf- Jul. Ay, madam. fered for't: thou think'st not of this now !-Nay, I Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there. remember the trick you served me, when I took my

[Picture brought. leave of madam Silvia ; did not I bid thee still mark Go, give your master this : tell him

from me, me, and do as I do? When didst thou see me heave One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget up my leg, and make water against a gentlewoman's Would better fit bis chamber, than this shadow. farthingale ? didst thou ever see me do such a trick ? Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter.

Pardon me, madam ; I have ubad vis'd
Enter Proteus and Julia.

Delivered you a paper that I should not ;
Pro. Sebastian is thy name ? I like thee well, This

the letter to your ladyship. And will employ thee in some service presently. Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again.

Jul. In what you please ;-I will do what I can. Jul. It may not be ; good madam, pardon me. Pro. I hope, thou wilt.-How now, you whoreson Sil. There, hold. peasant ?

[To Launce. I will not look upon your master's lines : Where have you been these two days loitering? I know, they are stuftd with protestations,

Laun. Marry, sir, I carried mistress Silvia the dog and full of new-found oaths; which he will break, you bade me.

As easily as I do tear his paper. Pro. And what says she to my little jewel! Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring.

Sil. The more shame for him that he sends it ne : Laun. Marry, she says, your dog was a car; and tells you currish thanks is good enough for such a For, I have heard him say a thousand times, present.

His Julia gave it him at his departure : Pro. But she received my dog?

Though his false finger hath profan'd the ring, Laun. No, indeed, she did not: here have I brought Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong. him back again.

Jul. She thanks you. Pro. What, didst thou offer her this from me ? Sil. What say'st thou ?

Lann. Ay, sir; the other squirrel was stolen from Jul. I thank you, madam, that you tender her: me by the hangman's boys in the market-place: Poor, gentlewoman! my master wrongs her much. and then I offered her mine own; who is a dog as Sil. Dost thou know her ? big ter of yours, and therefore the gift the greater. Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself:

Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again, To think upon her woes, I do protest,
Or ne'er return again into my sight.

That I have wept an hundred several times. Cher. Away, I say : Stay'st thou to vex me here?

Sil. Belike, she thinks that Proteus hath forsook A slave, that, still an end, turns me to shaine.

Jul. I think she doth, and that's her cause of sor(Exit Launce. Sil. Is she not passing fair !

(row Sebastian, I have entertained thee,

Jul. She hath been fairer, madam, than she is ; Partly, that I have need of snch a youth,

When she did think my master lov'd her well, That can with some discretion do my business, She, in my judgment, was as fair as you ; For 'tis no trusting to yon foolish lout:

But since she did negleet her looking-glass,
But, chiefly, for thy face, and thy behaviour ; And threw her sun-expelling mask away,
Which (if my augury deceive me not)

The air bath starv'd the roses in her cheeks,
Witoess good bringing up, fortune, and truth : And pinch'd the lily-tincture of her face,
Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee. That now she is become as black as I.
Go presently, and take this ring with thee,

Sil. How tall was she?
Deliver it to madam Silvia:

Jul. About my stature : for, at Pentecost, She loved me well, deliver'd it to me.

When all our pageants of delight were play'd, Jul. It seems you loved her not, to leave her token : Our youth got me to play the woman's part, She's dead, belike.

And I was triinm'd in madam Julia's gown, Pro. Not so; I think, she lives.

Which served me as fit, by all men's judgment, Jul. Alas!

As if the garment had been made for me Pro. Why dost thou cry, alas!

Therefore, I know she is about my height. Jul. I cannot choose but pity her.

And, at that time, I made her weep a-good, Pro. Wherefore shouldst thou pity her!

For I did play a lamentable part; Jul. Because, methinks, that she lov'd you as well Madam, 'twas Ariadne, passioning, As you do love your lady Silvia :

For Theseus' perjury, and unjust flight; She dreams on him, that has forgot her love ; Which I so lively acted with my tears, You dote on her, that cares not for your love. That my poor mistress, moved therewithal, "Tis pity, love should be so contrary;

Wept bitterly; and, would I might be dead,
And thinking on it makes me cry, alas !

If I in thought felt not her very sorrow!
Pro. Well, give her that ring, and therewithal Sil. She is beholden, to thee, gentle youth
This letter that's her chamber.-Tell my lady, Alas, poor lady! desolate and left!

I weep myself, to think upon thy words.

Thu. Not I.
Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee this Pro, Nor I.
For thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou lov'st her. Duke.

Saw you my daughter?
[Erit. Pro.

Neither. Jul. And she shall thank you for't, if e'er you know Duke. Why, then she's fled unto that peasant VaA virtaous gentlewoman, míld, and beautiful. [her. And Eglamour is in her company.

Clentine ; I hope my master's suit will be bat cold,

"Tis true ; for friar Laurence met them both, Since she respects my mistress' love so much. As he in penance wander'd through the forest : Alas, how love can trifle with itself!

Him he knew well, and guess'd that it was she ; Here is her picture : Let me see; I think,

But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it: If I had such a tire, this face of mine

Besides, she did intend confession Were full as lovely as is this of hers :

At Patrick's cell this even ; and there she was mot: And yet the painter flatter'd her a little,

These likeliboods confirm her flight from hence. Unless I Hatter with myself too mach.

Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse, Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow : But moant you presently and meet with me If that be all the difference in his love,

Upon the rising of the mountain-foot I'll get me such a colour'd periwig.

That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled : Her eyes are grey as glass; and so are mine : Despatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. (Exit. Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine's as high. Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl, What should it be, that he respects in her,

That flies her fortune when it follows her: But I can make respective in myself,

I'll after ; more to be reveng'd on Eglamour, If this fond love were not a blinded god ?'

Than for the love of reckless Silvia.

[Esit. Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up, Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love, For 'tis thy rival. Othou senseless form!

Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. (Exit. Thou shalt be worshipp'd, kiss'd, lov'd, and ador'd ; Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love, And, were there sense in his idolatry,

Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love. (Exit. My substance sbould be statue in thy stead.

SCENE III. Frontiers of Mantua. The Forest.
I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress' sake,
That us'd me so; or else, by Jove I vow,

Enter Silvia, and Outlaws.
I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes, Out. Come, come ;
To make my master out of love with thee. [Erit. Be patient, we must bring you to our captain.

Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one

Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently.

2 Out. Come, bring her away.

1 Out. Where is the gentleman that was with her? SCENE I. The same. An Abbey.

3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath out-run us, Enter Eglamour.

But Moyses, and Valerius, follow him. Egl. The sun begins to gild the western sky;

Go thou with her to the west end of the wood, And now, it is about the very hour

There is our captain : we'll follow him that's fled; That Silvia, at Patrick's cell, should meet me.

The thicket is beset, he cannot scape. She will not fail; for lovers break not hours,

1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's cave: Unless it be to come before their time;

Fear not; he bears an honourable mind,
So much they spur their expedition.

And will not use a woman lawlessly.
Enter Silvia.

Sil. O Valentine, this I endere for thee! [Exeunt.
See, where she comes : Lady, a happy evening! SCENE IV. Another part of the Forest.
Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour !

Enter Valentine. Out at the postern by the abbey-wall;

Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man ! I fear, I am attended by some spies.

Egl. Fear not the forest is not three leagues off; This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, If we recover that, we are sure enough. (Exeuni.

I better brook than flourishing peopled towns :

Here can I sit alone, unseen of any,

And, to the nightingale's complaining notes,
The same. An Apartment in the Duke's Palace,

Tane my distresses, and record my woes.

O thon that dost inbalit in my breast,
Enter Thurio, Proteus, and Julia.

Leave not the mansion so long tenantless;
Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit? Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall,

Pro. O, sir, I find her milder than she was; And leave no memory of what it was ! And yet she takes exceptions at your person. Repair me with thy presence, Silvia; Thu. What, that my leg is too long?

Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain Pro. No; that it is too little.

What hallooing, and what stir, is this to-day! Thu. I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat rounder. These are my mates, that make their wills their law, Pro. But love will not be spurr'd to what it loaths. Have some unhappy passenger in chase : Thu. What says she to my face?

They love me well; yet I have much to do, Pro. She says, it is a fair one.

To keep them from uncivil outrages.. Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies ; my face is black. Withdraw thee, Valentine; who's this comes here? Pro. But pearls are fair ; and the old saying is,

[Steps aside. Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes.

Enter Proteus, Silvia, and Julia. Jul. "Tis true; such pearls as put out ladies' eyes : For I had rather wink than look on them. [Asile. (Though you respect not aught your servant doth),

Pro. Madam, this service I have done for yon, Thu, How likes she my discourse? Pro. Ill, when you talk of war.

To hazard life, and rescue you from him Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your peace. A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, Thu. But well, when I discourse of love and peace? That would have fore'd your honour and your love.

me, for my meed, but one fair look ; [ Aside.

And less than this, Thu. What says she to my valour!

am sure, you cannot give.

Val. How like a dream is this I see and hear! Pro. O, sir, she makes no doubt of that. Jul. She needs not, when she knows it cowardice.

Love, lend me patience to forbear a while. [Aside.

Sil o miserable, unhappy that I am !

[ Asiile. Thu. What says she to my birth?

Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came;

But, by my coming, I bave made you happy.. Pro. That you are well deriv'd. Jul. True from a gentleman to a fool. (Aside.

sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most unhappy.

Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your presence, Thu. Considers she my possessions ?

(Aside. Pro. 0, ay; and pities them.

Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion,
Thu, Wherefore !
Jul. That such an ass should owe them. (Aside. I would have been a breakfast to the beast,

Rather than have false Proteus rescue me.
Pro. That they are out by lease.

O beaven be judge, how I love Valentine,
Jul. Here comes the duke.

Whose life's as tender to me as my soul;
Enter Duke.

And full as much (for more there cannot be),
Duke. How now, sir Proteus ? how now, Thario? I do detest false perjur'a Proteus :
Which of you saw sir Eglamour of late ?

Therefore be gone, solicit me no more.


Pro What dangerous action, stood it next to death, Such an immodest raiment; if shame live Would I not undergo for one calm look?

In disguise of love : 0, 'tis the curse in love, and still approv'd,

It is the lesser blot, modesty tinds, When women cannot love where they're belov'd. Women to change their shapes, than men their minds.

Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's belov'd. Pro. Than men their minds! 'tis true : O heaven! Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love,

were man For whose dear sake thou didst then rend'thy faith But constant, he were perfect : that one error Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths

Fills him with faults ; makes him run through all sias: Descended into perjury, to love me.

Inconstancy falls off, ere it begins : Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou hadst two.

What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy And that's far worse than none; better have none

More fresh in Julia's with a constant eye! Than plural faith, which is too much by one:

Val. Come, come, a hand from either : Thou counterfeit to thy true friend!

Let me be blest to make this happy close; Pro.

In love,

"Twere pity two such friends should be long foes. Who respects friend?

Pro. Bear witness, heaven, I have my wish for ever.
All men bat Proteus.

Jul. And I have mine.
Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words
Can no way change you to a inilder forin,

Enter Outlaws, rith Duke and Thurio.
I'll woo you like a su dier, at arms' end


A prize, a prize, a prize! And love you 'gainst the nature of love, force you.

Val. Forbear, I say; it is my lord the duke. Sil, o heaven!

Your grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd, Pro.

I'll force thee yield to my desire. Banish'd Valentine. Val. Ruffian, let go that rude incivil touch ;


Sir Valentine ! Thou friend of an ill fashion !

Thu. Yonder is Silvia ; and Silvia's mine. Pro.

Valentine !

Val. Thurio, give back, or else einbrace thy death : Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or Come not within the measure of my wrath :

Do not name Silvia thine ; if once again, (For such is a friend now), treacherous man!

Milan shall not be hold thee. Here she stands, Thou hast beguil'd my hopes ; nought but mine eye Take but possession of her with a touch! Could have persuaded me Now I dare not say

I dare thee but to breathe upon my love.
I have one friend alive ; thou wouldst disprove me. Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, 1;
Who should be trusted now, when one's right hand

I hold him but a fool, that will endanger
Is perjur'd to the bosom! Proteus,

His body for a gir that loves him not: I am sorry, must never trust thee more,

I claim her not, and therefore she is thine. But count the world a stranger for thy sake.

Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou, The private wound is deepest: O time, most curst!

To make such means for her as thou hast done, 'Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst ! And leave her on such slight conditions.Pro. My shame and guilt confound me.

Now, by the honour of my ancestry, Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrow

I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine, Be a sufficient ransom for offence,

And think thee worthy of an empress' love. I teoder it here; I do as truly suffer,

Know then, I here forget all former griefs, As e'er I did commit.

Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again. Val. 'Then I am paid ;

Plead a new state in thy unrivall'd merit, And once again I do receive thee honest,-

To which I thus subscribe, --Sir Valentine, Who by repentance is not satisfied,

Thou art a gentleman, and well deriv'd; Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleas'd ; Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her. By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeas'a :

Val. I thank your grace; the gift hath made me happy. And, that my love may appear plain and free,

I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake, All that was mine in Silvia, I give thee.

To grant one boon that I shall ask of you. Jul. O me, unhappy!

r Faints. Duke. I grant it, for thine own, whate'er it be. Pro. Look to the boy.

Val. These banish'd men, that I have kept withal, Val. Why, boy ! why, wag! how now ? what is the Are men endued with wortáy qualities; Look up; speak.

(matter! Forgive them what they have committed here, Jul.

O good sir, my master charg'd me and let them be recall'd from their exile : To deliver a ring to mudam Silvia;

They are reformed, civil, full of good, Which, out of my neglect, was never done.

Aad fit for great employment, worthy lord. Pro. Where is that ring, boy!

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

Here 'tis : this is it. [Gives a Ring. Dispose of them, as thou knox'st their deserts. Pro. How ! let me see :

Come, let us go ; we will include all jars Why this is the ring I gave to Julia.

With triumphs, mirth, and rare solemnity. Jul. O, cry you merey, sir, I have mistook ; Val. And, as we walk along, I dare be bold This is the ring you sent to Silvia.

With our discourse to make your grace to smile :

[Shorrs another Ring. What think you of this page, my lord ? Pro. But, how cam'st thou by this ring? at my de- Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him; he blushes. I gave this unto Julia.

Cpart, Val. I warrant you, my lord ; more grace than boy. Jul. And Julia herself did give it me;

Dute. What mean you by that saying! And Julia herself hath brought it hither.

Val. Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along, Pro. How ! Julia !

That you will wonder what hath fortuned.
Jul. Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths, Come, Proteus; 'tis your penance, but to hear
And entertain'd them deeply in her heart:

The story of your loves discovered
How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root ! That done, our day of marriage shall be yours;
O Proteus, let this habit make thee blush!

One feast, one house, one mutual bappiness. Be thou asham'd, that I have took upon me


Merry alives of Windsor.

DRAMATIS PERSONÆ. Sir John Falstaff.

Robin, Page to Falstaff. Fenton.

Simple, Servant to Slender.
Shallow, a Country Justice.

Rugby, Servant to Dr. Caius.
Slender, Cousin to Shallow.
Mr. Ford,

Mrs. Ford.
Mr. Page, } tro Gentlemen dwelling at Windsor.

Mrs. Page. William Page, a Boy, Son to Mr. Page.

Mrs. Anne Page, her Daughter, in love with Fenton. Sir Hugh Evans, a Welsh Parson.

Mrs. Quickly, Servant to Dr. Caius.
Dr. Caius, a French Physician.
Host of the Garter Inn

Servants to Page, Ford, &c.

Followers of Falstaff.

SCENE, Windsor; and the Parts adjacent.


Shal. Well, let us see honest master Page : is Fal

staff there! SCENE I. Windsor. Before Page's House. Era. Shall I tell you a lie? I do despise a liar, as Enter Justice Shallow, Slender, and Sir Hugh Evans. that is not true. The knight, sir John, is there į

I do despise one that is false ; or as I despise one Shal. Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will make and, I beseech you, be ruled by your well-willers a Star-chamber matter of it: if he were twenty sir I will peat the door (Knockoj for master Page. John Falstaff's, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, What, hoa! Got pless your house here ! esquire.

Enter Page. Slen. In the county of Gloster, justice of peace, Page. Who's there! and coram.

Eva. Here is Got's plessing, and your friend, and Shal. Ay, cousin Slender, and cust-alorum. justice Shallow : and here young master Slender ;

Slen. Ay, and ratolorum too ; and a gentleman that, peradventures, shall tell you another tale, if born, master parson; who writes himself armigero; in matters grow to your likings. any bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, armigero. Page. I am glad to see your worships well: I

Shal. Ay, that we do; and have done any time thank you for my venison, master Shallow. these three hundred years.

Shal. Master Page, I am glad to see you ; much Slen. All his successors, gone before him, have good do it your good heart! wished your venison done't; and all his ancestors, that come after him, better; it was ili killed :--how doth good mistress may: they may give the dozen white luces in their Pagel-and I love you always with my heart, la ; coat.

with my heart. Shal. It is an old coat.

Page. Sir, I thank you. Eva. The dozen white louses do become an old Shal. Sir, I thank you ; by yea and no, I do. coat well; it agrees well, passant : it is a familiar Page. I am glad to see you, good master Slender. beast to man, and signifies-love.

Slen. How does your fallow greyhound, sir? I Shal. The luce is the fresh tish; the salt fish is an heard say, he was out-run on Cotsale. old coat.

Page. It could not be judg'd, sir. Slen. I may quarter, coz !

Slen. You'll not confess, you'll not confess. Shal. You may, by marrying:

Shal. That he will not ;-'tis your fault, 'tis your Eva. It is marring indeed, if he quarter it. fault :-'tis a good dog. Shal. Not a whit.

Page. A car, sir. Eva. Yes, py'r lady ; if he has a quarter of your coat, there is but three skirts for yourself, in my there be more said ? he is good and fair.-Is sir John

Shal. Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog; can simple conjectures : but that is all one: if sir John Palstaff here? Falstaff have committed disparagements unto you, I Page. Sir, he is within ; and I would I could do am of the church, and will be glad to my benevo- a good office between you. lence, to make atonements and compromises between Eva. It is spoke as a Christians ought to speak. you.

Shal. He hath wrong'd me, master Page. Shal. The council shall hear it; it is a riot.

Page. Sir, he dotli in some sort confess it. Eva. It is not meet the council hear a riot; there Shal. If it be confess'd, it is not redress'd ; is not is no fear of Got in a riot: the council, look you, that so, master Page? he hath wrong'd me; indeed, shall desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to hear he hath ;--at a word, he hath ; --believe me ;--Robert a riot; take your vizaments in that.

Shallow, esquire, saith he is wrong'd. Shal. Ha !'o' my life, if I were young again, the Page. Here comes sir John. sword should end it.

Eva. It is petter that friends is the sword, and end Enter Sir John Falstaff, Bardolph, Nym, and Pistol. it, and there is also another device in my prain, Fal. Now, master Shallow, you'll complain of me which, peradventure, prings goot discretions with to the king ? it: there is Anne Page, which is danghter to master Shal. Knight, you have beaten my men, killed my George Page, which is pretty virginity.

deer, and broke open my lodge. Slen. Mistress Anne Page? She has brown hair, Fal. But not kiss'd your keeper's daughter ? and speaks small like woman.

Shal. Tut a pin! this shall be answered. Eva. It is that fery verson for all the 'orld, as just Fal. I will answer it straight;-1 have done all as you will desire; and seven hundred pounds of this--that is now answer'd. monies, and gold, and silver, is her grandsire, upon Shal. The council shall know this. his death's-bed, (Got deliver to a joyful resurrec- Fal. "Twere better for you, if it were known in tions !) give, when she is able to overtake seventeen counsel : you'll be laugh'd'at. years old : it were a goot motion, if we leave our Eva. Pauca verba, sir John, goot worts. pribbles and prabbles, and desire a marriage between Fal. Good worts ! goud cabbage.-Slender, I broke master Abraham, and mistress Anne Page.

your head; what matter have you against me! Shal. Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred Slen. Marry, sir, I have malter in my head against pound? Eva. Ay, and her father is make her a petter penny. dolph, Nym, and 'Pistol. They carried me to the

you ; and against your coney-catching rascals, BarShal. I know the young gentlewoman; she has tavern, and made me drunk, and afterwards picked good gifts. Eva. Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, is

my pocket.

Bard. You Banbury cheese! good gifts.

Slen. Ay, it is no matter.

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