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How happily he lives, how well-belov’d,
Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish?
Pro. As one relying on your lordship's will,
Ant. My will is something sorted with his wish :
Pro. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided ;
Ant. Look, what thou want st shall be sent after thee: No more of stay ; to-morrow thou must go. Come on, Panthino; you shall be employ'd To hasten on his expedition. [Exeunt Ant. and Pan.
Pro. Thus have Ishunn'd the fire, for fear of burning; And drench'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd : I fear'd to show my father Julia's letter, Lest he should take exceptions to my love; And with the vantage of mine own excuse Hath he excepted most against my love. O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day;
Pro. Why, this it is! my heart accords thereto; And yet a thousand times it answers, No. [Exeunt.
SCENE I.-Milan. A Room in the Duke's Palace.
Enter VALENTINE and SPEED. Speed. Sir, your glove. Val. Not mine; my gloves are on. Speed. Why, then this may be yours, for this is but
Speed. Madam Silvia ! madam Silvia !
Speed. And yet I was last chidden for being too slow.
Val. Go to, sir; tell me, do you know madam Silvia ?
Speed. She that your worship loves ?
Speed. Marry, by these special marks: First, you have learned, like sir Proteus, to wreathe your arms like a malecontent; to relish a love-song, like a robin-redbreast; to walk alone, like one that had the pestilence; to sigh, like a schoolboy that had lost his A.B.C.; to weep, like young wench that had buried her grandam ; to fast, like one that takes diet; to watch, like one that fears robbing ; to speak puling, like a
· One was anciently pronounced as if it were written on.
beggar at Hallowmas. You were wont, when you laughed, to crow like a cock; when you walked, to walk like one of the lions; when you fasted, it was presently after dinner ; when you looked sadly, it was for want of money : and now you are metamorphosed with a mistress, that, when I look on you, I can hardly think you my master.
Val. Are all these things perceived in me?
Speed. Without you ? nay, that 's certain, for without you were so simple, none else would : but you are so without these follies, that these follies are within you, and shine through you like the water in an urinal; that not an eye that sees you but is a physician to comment on your malady.
Val. But tell me, dost thou know my lady Silvia ? Speed. She that you gaze on so, as she sits at supper? Val. Hast thou observed that? even she I mean. Speed. Why, sir, I know her not.
Val. Dost thou know her by my gazing on her, and yet know'st her not?
Speed. Is she not hard favoured, sir?
Speed. That she is not so fair as (of you) well favoured.
Val. I mean, that her beauty is exquisite, but her favour infinite.
Speed. That 's because the one is painted, and the other out of all count.
Val. How painted ? and how out of count?
Speed. Marry, sir, so painted, to make her fair, that no man counts of her beauty.
Val. How esteemest thou me? I account of her beauty.
Speed. You never saw her since she was deformed.
Val. I have loved her ever since I saw her; and still I see her beautiful.
Speed. If you love her, you cannot see her. Val. Why? Speed. Because love is blind. O, that you had mine eyes; or your own eyes had the lights they were wont to have when you chid at sir Proteus for going ungartered!
Val. What should I see then ?
Speed. Your own present folly, and her passing deformity : for he, being in love, could not see to garter his hose ; and you, being in love, cannot see to put on your hose.
Val. Belike, boy, then you are in love ; for last morning you could not see to wipe my shoes.
Speed. True, sir; I was in love with my bed : I thank you, you swinged me for my love, which makes me the bolder to chide you for yours.
Val. In conclusion, I stand affected to her.
Speed. I would you were set; so your affection would cease.
Val. Last night she enjoined me to write some lines to one she loves.
Speed. And have you?
Val. No, boy, but as well as I can do them ;Peace! here she comes.
Enter Silvia. Speed. O excellent motion ! O exceeding puppet! Now will he interpret to her.
- Motion-a puppet show.
Val. Madam and mistress, a thousand good-morrows. Speed. O, 'give ye good ev'n! here 's a million of
[Aside. Sil. Sir Valentine and servant, to you two thousand.
Speed. He should give her interest, and she gives it him.
Val. As you enjoin'd me, I have writ your letter, Unto the secret nameless friend of yours; Which I was much unwilling to proceed in, But for my duty to your ladyship. Sil. I thank you, gentle servant : 't is very clerkly
done. Val. Now trust me, madam, it came hardly off; For, being ignorant to whom it goes, I writ at random, very doubtfully. Sil. Perchance you think too much of so much
pains ? Val. No, madam; so it stead you, I will write, Please you command, a thousand times as much :
And yet, —
Sil. A pretty period ! Well, I guess the sequel ;
[Aside. Val. What means your ladyship? do you not like
Val. Madam, they are for you.
Sil. Ay, ay, you writ them, sir, at my request;
Val. Please you, I 'll write your ladyship another.