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Speed. But tell me true, will't be a match? Without some treachery used to Valentine :
Laun. Ask my dog; if he say ay, it will; if he This night, he meaneth with a corded ladder say no, it will; if he shake his tail, and say no To climb celestial Silvia's chamber-window; thing, it will.
Myself in council, his competitor: Speed. The conclusion is then, that it will. 5 Now presently I'll give her father notice
Laun. Thou shalt never get such a secret from Of their disguising, and pretended 'flight; me, but by a parable.
Who, all enrag'd, will banish Valentine; Speed. 'Tis well that I get it so. But, Launce, For Thurio, he intends, shall wed his daughter: how say'st thou, that my master is become a no But, Valentine being gone, I'll quickly cross, [ing. table lover?
110 By some sly trick, blunt Thurio's dull proceedLaun, I never knew him otherwise.
Love, lend me wings to make my purpose swift, Speed. Than how ?
As thou hast lent me wit to plot this drift! (Exit. Luun. A notable lubber, as thou reportest him
SCENE VII. to be.
[me. Speed. Why, thou whoreson ass, thou mistakest|15|
Julia's house in Verona. Luun. Why, fool, I meant not thee; I meant
Enter Julia and Lucetta. thy master.
[lover. Jul. Counsel, Lucetta ; gentle girl, assist me! Speed. I tell thee, my master is become a hot And, even in kind love, I do conjure thee,
Luun. Why, I tell thee, I care not though he Who art the table wherein all my thoughts burn himself in love. If thou wilt go with me to 20 Are visibly character'd and engravid,the alehouse, so; if not, thou art an Hebrew, a To lesson me; and tell me some good mean, Jew, and not worth the name of a Christian, Ilow, with my honour, I nay undertake Speed. Why?
A journey to my loving Protheus. Laun. Because thou hast not so much charity Luc. Alas! the way is wearisome and long. in thee, as to go to the alehouse with a Christian : 25 Jul. A true-devoted pilgrim is not weary wilt thon go?
To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps; Speed. At thy service.
[Ereunt. Much less shall she, that hath love's wings to fly;
And when the flight is made to one so dear, SCENE VI.
Of such divine perfection, as şir Protheus. Enter Protheus.
30 Luc. Better forbear, till Protheus make return. Pro. To leave my Julia, shall I be forsworn; Jul. Oh, know'st thou not, his looks are my soul's To love fair Silvia, shall I be forsworn;
Pity the dearth that I have pined in, [food? To wrong my friend, I shall be much forsworn; By longing for that food so long a time. And even that power which gave me first my Didst thou but know the inly touch of love, Provokes me to this threefold perjury. [oath, 35 Thou would'st as soon go kindle fire with snow, Love bade me swear, and love bids me forswear: As seek to quench the fire of love with words. O sweet-suggesting love, if thou hast sinn’d, Luc. I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire; Teach me, thy tempted subject, to excuse it ! But qualify the fire's extreme rage, At first I did adore a twinkling star,
Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason. But now I worship a celestial sun.
40 Jul. The more thou damm'st it up, the more it
And so by many winding nooks he strays,
Then let me go, and hinder not my course:
And make a pastime of each weary step, For Valentine, myself; for Julia, Silvia. Till the last step have brought me to my love; I to myself am dearer than a friend ;
And there I'll rest, as, after much turmoil, For love is still more precious in itself;
A blessed soul doth in Elysium. And Silvia, witness heaven, that made her fair! 55 Luc. But in what habit will you go along? Shews Julia but a swarthy Ethiope.
Jul. Not like a woman; for I would prevent I will forget that Julia is alive,
The loose encounters of lascivious men:
beseein some well-reputed page. [hair. Aiming at Silvia as a sweeter friend.
160 Luc. Why then your ladyship must cut your I cannot now prove constant to myself,
Jul. No, girl: I'll knit it up in silken strings, · To suggest is to tempt, in our author's language. ? Competitor is confederate, assistant, part• Pretended fight is proposed or intended flight,
With twenty odd-conceited true-love knots ; Jul. That is the least, Lucetta, of my fear :
A thousand oaths, an ocean of his tears,
5 Luc. All these are servants to deceitful men.
10 His tears, pure messengers sent from his heart; Jul. Out,out, Lucetta'! that will be ill-favour'd. His heart as far from fraud, asheaven from earth.
Luc. A round hose, madam, now's not worth al Luc. Pray heaven he prove so, when you
come to him!
[wrong, Jul. Lucetta, as thou lov'st me, let me have Jul. Now, as thou lov'st me, do him not that What thou think'st meet, and is most mannerly: 15 To bear a hard opinion of his truth: But tell me, wench, how will the world reputeme, Only deserve my love, by loving him; For undertaking so unstaid a journey?
presently go with me to my chamber, I fear me, it will make me scandaliz'd. [go not. To take a note of what I stand in need of, Luc. If you think so, then stay at home, and To furnish ine upon my longing ? journey. Jul. Nay, that I will not.
20 All that is mine I leave at thy dispose, Luc. Then never dream on infamy, but go. My goods, my lands, my reputation ; If Protheus like your journey, when you come, Only, in lieu thereof, dispatch me hence. No matter who's displeas'd, when you are gone: Come, answer not, but to it presently; I fear me, he will scarce be pleas'd withal. I am impatient of my tarriance. [Ereunt.
A C T III.
Sir Valentine her company, and my court:
But, fearing lest my jealous aim ' might err,
) (A rashness that I ever yet have shunn'd)
gave him gentle looks; thereby to find [Exit Thurio.
That which thyself hast now disclos’d to me.
Pro. My gracious lord, that which I would dis Knowing that tender youth is soon suggested,
, when I call to mind your gracious favours The key whereof myself have ever kept ;
And thence she cannot be convey'd away. My duty pricks me on to utter that [me. Pro.Know,noble lord, they have devis’da mean Which else no worldly good should draw from Ilow he her chamber-window will ascend, Know, worthy prince, sir Valentine, my friend, 45 Aud with a corded ladder fetch her dow11; This night intends to steal away your daughter; For which the youthful lover now is gone, Myself am one made privy to the plot. And this way comes he with it presently; I know, you have determined to bestow her Where, if it please you, you may intercept lim. On Thurio, whom your gentle daughter hates; But, good my lord, do it so cunningly, And should she thus be stolen away from you, 150 That my discovery be not aimed at * ; It would be much vexation to your age.
For love of you, hot hate unto my friend,
Duke. Upon mine honour he shall never know
[Erit Pro Duke. Protheus, I thank thee for thine honest
Val. Please it your grace, there is a messenger
And I am going to deliver them.
Duke. Be they of much import?
| Val. Why, then, a ladder,quaintly made of cords, Vul. The tenor of them doth but signify To cast up, with a pair of anchoring hooks, My health, and happy being at your court. Would serve to scale another Hero's tower,
Duhe. Nay,then no matter; stay with me a while; So bold Leander would adventure it. I am to break with thee of some affairs,
5 Duke. Now, as thou art a gentleman of blood, That touch me rear, wherein thou must be secret. Advise me where I may have such a ladder. 'Tis not unknown to thee, that I have sought Val.When would you use it?pray,sir, tellme that. Tomatch my friend, sir Thurio, to iny daughter. Duke. This very night; for love is like a child,
Val. I know it well, my lord; and sure, the match That longs for every thing that he can come by. Wererich and honourable; besides, the gentleman 10 Val. By seven o'clock l'il get you such a ladder. Is full of virtue, bounty, worth, and qualities Duke. But hark thee; I will go to her alone; Beseeming such a wife as your fair daughter: Flow shall I best convey the ladder thither? [it Cannot your grace win her to fancy him?
Val. It will be light, my lord, that you may bear Duke. No,trustme;sheispeevish, sulten,froward, Under a cloak, that is of any length. Proud, disobedient, stubborn, lacking duty; 15 Duke. A cloak as long as thine will serve the Neither regarding that she is my child,
Val. Ay, my good lord. Nor fearing me as if I were her father:
Duke. Then let me see thy cloak; And, may I say to thee, this pride of her's, I'll get me one of such another length.
[lord. pon advice, hath drawn my love from her; Ful. Why, any cloak will serve the turn, my And, where I thought the remnant of mine age 20. Duke. How shåll I fashion me to wear a cloak? Should have been cherish’d by her child-like duty, I pray thee, let me feel thy cloak upon me. I now am full resolv'd to t: he a wife,
Whai letter is this same? what's here? To Silvia? And turn her out to who will take her in : And here an engine fit for my proceediug! [Duke Then let her beauty he her wedding-dower;
I'll be so bold to break the seal for once. [reads. For me, and my possessions, she esteems not. 25 11y thoughts do harbour with my Silvianightly;
Val. What would your grace have me to do in And slates they are to me that send them flying;
Duke. There is a lady, sir, in Milan, here, [this: Oh,could their mastercome and goas lightly, [ing. Whom I afiect; but she is nice and coy,
Himselfwouldlodge,xhere sinseless they arelyAnd nought esteems my aged cloquence: Ny herald thoughts in thy pure bosom rest them; Now, therefore, would'I have thee to my tutor, 30 While 1, theirking, that thitherthem importune, (For long agone I have forgot to court;
Docurse the gracethat with suchgracehath bless'd Besides, the fashion of the time is chang'd) Becausemysetydowant myservants'fortune:[them, Ilow, and which way, I may bestow myself, I curse myself, for they are sent by me, To be regarded in her sun-bright eye.
That they should harbour rchere their lord zould Vul. Win her with gifts if she respects not words; 35 What's here? Sylvia, this night will I enfranchise Dumb jewels often, in their silent kind,
Tisso,and here's the ladder forthe purpose. [thee : More than quick words, do move a woman's mind. Why, Phaëton, (for thou art Merops' son)
Duke. But she did scorn a present that I sent her. Wilt thou aspire to guide the heavenly car,
Val. A woman scorns sometimes what best con And with thy daring folly burn the world? Send her another; never give her o'er;[tents her: 40 Wilt thou reach stars, because they shine on thee? For scorn at first makes after-love the more. Go, base intruder! over-weening slave! If she do frown, 'tis not in hate of you,
Bestow thy fawning smiles on equal mates;
And think, my patience, more than thy desert,
145 Thank me forthis, more thanfor all the favours,
Though ne'erso black, say, they have angels' faces. Will give tbee time to leave our royal court,
Duke. But she I mean, is promisd by her friends Begone, I will not hear thy vain excuse,
But, as thou lov'st thylife, makespeed from hence. And kept severely from resort of men, That no man hath access by day to her. 55. l'ul. And why not death, rather than living torVal. Why then I would resort to her by night. To die, is to be banish'd from myself!
[ment? Duke. Ay, but the doors be lock’d,and keys kept And Sylvia is myself: banislı’d from her, That no man hath recourse to her by night. (sale, Is self from self; a deadly banishment!
Val. What lets',butonemayenterat her window; What light is light, if Sylvia be not seen:
Duke Herchainberis aloft, far from the ground;60 What joy is joy, if Silvia be not by ?
And feed upon the shadow of perfection.
Except I be by Silvia in the night,
But Valentine, if he be ta’en, must die. There is no musick in the nightingale;
Besides, her intercession chat'd him so, Unless I look on Silvia in the day,
When she for thy repeal was suppliant, There is no day for me to look upon;
That to close prison he commanded her, She is my essence; ard I leave to be,
5 With many bitter threats ot'biding there. [speak’st, If I be not by her fair influence
Val. No more; unless the next word that thou Fosterd, illumin’d, cherish’d, kept alive.
Have some malignant power upon my life: I fly not death, to fly his deadly doom':
If so, I pray thee, breathe it in mine ear, Tarry I here, I but attend on death;
As ending anthem of my endless dolour. But tiy I hence, I ty away from life.
10 Pro.Ceaseto lament forthat thou can'st not help, Enter Protheus and Launce.
And study help for that which thou lament'st. Pro. Run, boy, run, run, and seek him out. Time is the nurse and breeder of all good. Laun. So-ho! so-ho!
Here if thou stay, thou can'st not see thy love; Pro. What seest thou ?
Besides, thy staying will abridge thy lite Laun. Him we go to find: there's not an hair 15 Hope is a lover's staif; walk hence with that, on's head, but 'tis a Valentine.
And manage it against despairing thoughts. Pro. Valentine?
Thy letters may be here, though thou art hence; Val. No.
Which, being writ to me, shall be deliver'd Pro. Who then ? his spirit?
Even in the milk-white bosom of thy love, Val. Neither.
20 The time now serves not to expostulate : Pro. What then?
Come, I'll convey thee through the city-gate; l'al. Nothing.
And, ere I part with thee, confer at large Laun. Can nothing speak?Master,shall I striker Of all that may concern thy love attails : Pro. Whoin wouid'st thou strike?
As thou lov'st Silvia, though not tor thyseif, Luun. Nothing
25 Regard thy danger, and along with me. Pro. Viliain, torbear.
[you, Va I pray thee, Launce,an if thou seest myboy, Laun. Why, sir, I'll strike nothing: I pray
Bid hiin make haste and meet meat the north-gaie. Pro.Sirrah, Isay,forbear. Friend Valentineaword. Pro. Go, sirrah, find him out. Come, Valeatine. Val. Mycarsarestopp’d,and cannot heargoodnews, Vul. O my dear Silvia ! hapless Valentine! So much of bad already hath possess a them.
[Ercunt Pulentune and Proth us. Pro. Then in dumb siience will I bury mine, Laun. I am but a fool, look you; and yet I have For they are harsh, untuneable, and bad. the wit to think, my master is a kind of a knave: Val. Is Silvia dead?
but that's all one, if he be but one knaved. He Pro. No, Valentine.
lives not now, that knows me to be in love: yet I l'al. No Valentine, indeed, for sacred Silvia !-35 am in love: but a team of horse shall not pluck Hath she forsworn me?
that from me: nor who 'tis I love, and yet 'tis a Pro. No, Valentine.
woman: but what woman, I will not tell myself, l'al. No Valentine, if Silvia have forsworn me! and yet 'tis a milk-maid: yet ’tis not a maid, for What is your news?
she hath had gossips : yet 'tis a maid, for she is Luun. Sir, there's a proclamation that you are 40 her niaster's maid, and serves for wages.--She
Pro.That thou art banish`d, oh, that is the news, haih more qualities than a water-spaniel—which From hence, from Silvia, and from me thy friend. is much in a bare christian. Here is the cat-log
Val. Oh, I have fed upon this woe already, [pulling out a paper] of her conditions.—ImpriAnd now excess of it will make me surfeit. inis, She can fetch and carry. Why, a horse Doth Silvia know that I am banished?
45 can do no more; nay, a horse cannot fetch, but Pro. Ay, ay; and she hath otfer'd to the doom, only carry; therefore, is she better than a jade.-(Which unrevers'd, stands in effectual force) Item, She can milk, look you; a sweet virtue in A sea of melting pearl, which some call tears; a maid with clean hands. Those at her father's churlish feet she tenderd ;
Enter Speed. With thern, upon her knees, her humble self; 50 Speed. How now, signior Launce? what news Wring ng her hands, whose whiteness so became with your mastership? As if but now they waxed pale for woe: [them, Luin. With my master's ship? why, it is at sea. But neither bended knees, pure hands held up, Speed. Weil, your old vice still ; mistake the Sad sighs, deep groans, nor silver-shedding tears,
word : What news then in your paper ? Could penetrate her uncompassionate sire; 551 Laun.The blackest news that ever thou heard'st.
The phrase of, to fly his doom used here for by flying, or in flying, is a gallicisin. The sense is, By avoiding the execution of his sentence I shall not escape death. Before the meaning of this address of letters to the bosom of a mistress can be understool, it should be known that women antiently had a pocket in the fore part of their stays, in which they not only carried love-letters and love-tokens, but even their money and materials for needle-work. In many parts of England the country girls still observe the same practice. ? One knate may signify a knure on one occasion, a single knate. We still use a double villain for a villain beyond the common rate of guilt. * Gossips, not only signify those who are sponsors for a child in baptisın, but the tattling women who attend lyings-in. Bare has two senses; mere and naked. Leunce uses it in both, and opposes the naked female to the waterspaniel coter'd with hairs of remarkable thickness. D 2
Speed. Why, man, how black?
Speed. Item, She rrill often praise her liquor. Laun. Why, as black as ink.
Laun. If her liquor be good, she shall: if she Speed. Let me read them.
[read. will not, I will; for good things should be praised, Laun. l'ie on thee, jolt-head; thou can's not Speed. Item, she is too liberal'. Speed. Thou lyest, I can.
[thee: 5 Laun. Of her tongue she cannot; for that's writ Laun. I will try thee: Tell me this: Whobuget fclown, she is slow of: of her purse she shall not ; Speed. Marry, the son of my grandfather. tor that I'll keep shut: now of another thing she
Laun. O illiterate loiterer! it was the son of the may; and that I cannot help. Well, proceed. grandmother': this proves, that thou can't ut Speed. Nem, She hath more hair than wit, and read.
10 morrf ultsthankuirs, and more realththanjaults. Speed. Come, fool, come; try me in thy paper. Luun. Stop there; I'll have her: she was niine, Loun. There; and St. Nicholas ? be thy speed! and not mine, twice or thrice in that last article: Speed. Imprimis, She can milk.
Relicarse that once more. Laun. Ay, that she can.
Speed. Item, She hath more hair than wit, Spetd. Tiem, She brews good ul?.
Laun. More hair thau wit,-it may I'll Laun. And therefore comes the proverb, prove it: The cover of the salt hides the salt, and Blessing of your heart, you brew good ale. liberefore it is more than the sait : the hair, that Speel. Item, She ein se'wv.
Lovers the wit, is more than the wit; for the Luun. That's as much as to say, Can she so? greater hides the less. What's next? Speed. Item, She can knit.
120 Speed. ---- And more fuults than hairs, Laun. What need a man care for a stock with Lawn. That's monstrous: Oh, that that were a wench, when she can knit him a stock?
lout! Speed. Item, She cun wush and scour.
Specd.- And more wealth than faulls. Laun. A special virtue; for then she need not Luun. Why, that word makes the faults grato be wash'd and scour'd.
25 cious“: Well, I'll bave her: And if it be a match, Speed. Item, She can spin.
as nothing is impossible, Luun. Then may I set the world on wheels, Sperd. What then? when she can spin for her living.
Laun. Why, then will I tell thee,—that thy Speed. Item, She hath many numeless virtucs. master stays for thee at the north-gate.
Laun. That's as much as to say, bastard vir-30 Speed. For me? tues; that, indeed, know not their fathers, and Laun. For thee? ay; who art thou? he hath therefore have no names.
staid for a better man than thee. Speed. Here follow her rices.
Speed. And must I go to him? Laun. Ciose at the heels of her virtues.
Luun. Thou must run to him, for thou hast Speed. Item, She is not to be kiss'd fusting, 35/staid so long, that going will scarce serve thy turn. in respect of her breath.
Speed. Why didst not tell me sooner ? pox on Luun. Well, that fault may be mended with a your love-letiers ! breakfast; Read on.
Laun. Now will he be swing'd for reading my Speed. Item, She hath a street mouth'. letter; an unmannerly slave, that will thrust Laun. That makes amends for her sour breath. 40 himself into secrets !-I'll after, to rejoice in the Speed. Item, She doth talk in hur sleep. boy's correction.
[Ereunt. Laim. It's no matter for that, so she sleep not
SCENE II. in her talk. Speed. Item, She is slow in words.
Enter Duke and Thurio, and Protheus behind. Laun. O villain! that set down among her 45 Duke. Sir Thurio, fear not, but that she will vices? To be slow in words, is a woman's only virtue: I pray thee, out with't; and place it for Now Valentine is banish'd from her sight, her chief virtue.
Thu. Since his exile she hath despised me most, Speed. Item, She is proud.
Forsworn my company, and rail'd at me, Laun. Out with that too; it was Eve's legacy, 50 That I am desperate of obtaining her. and cannot be taken from her.
Duke. This weak impress of love is as a figure Speed. Item, She hath no teeth.
Trenched in ice; which with an hour's heat Laun. I care not for that neither, because I Dissolves to water, and doth lose his form. love crusts.
A little time will melt her frozen thoughts, Speed. Item, She is curst.
55 And worthless Valentine shall be forgot. Luun. Well; the best is, she hath no teeth to How now, sir Protheus? Is your countryman, bite.
According to our proclamation, gone? · It is undoubtedly true that the mother only knows the legitimacy of the child. Launce probably infers, that if he could read, he must have read this well-known observation. 2 St. Nicholas presided over scholars, who were therefore call'd St. Nicholas's clerhs. 3 That is, a stocking. * Dr. Johnson is of op nion that sucet mouth implies the same with what is now vulgarly called a sweet tooth, a luxurious desire of dainties and sweetmeats; while Mr. Steevens believes, that by a sweet mouth
is meant that she sings sucetly. · Liberal, is licentious and gross in language. Gracious, in old lauguage, means graceful. ; That is, cut, carv'd in ice.