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Re-enter LUCETTA.

How his companion, youthful Valentine,

Attends the emperor in his royal court. Luc. Madam, dinner is ready, and your father Ant. I know it well. stays.

Pan. 'T were good, I think, your lordship sent Jul. Well, let us go.

him thither : Luc. What, shall these papers lie like tell-tales There shall he practise tilts and tournaments, here?

Hear sweet discourse, converse with noblemen; Jul. If you respect them, best to take them up. And be in eye of every exercise,

Luc. Nay, I was taken up for laying them down: Worthy his youth and nobleness of birth.
Yet here they shall not lie for catching cold. Ant. I like thy counsel; well hast thou advised :

Jul. I see you have a month's mind to them. And, that thou mayst perceive how well I like it,
Luc. Ay madam, you may say what sights you The execution of it shall make known :

Even with the speediest execution
I see things too, although you judge I wink. I will dispatch him to the emperor's court.
Jul. Come, come, wilt please you go? [Exeunt. Pan. To-morrow, may it please you, Don Al-


With other gentlemen of good esteem, SCENE III. — The same. A Room in ANTONIO'S Are journeying to salute the emperor, House.

And to commend their service to his will.

Ant. Good company; with them shall Proteus Enter ANTONIO and PANTHINO.

go: Ant. Tell me, Panthino, what sad talk was that And, in good time; – now will we break with him. Wherewith my brother held you in the cloister?

Pan. 'T was of his nephew Proteus, your son.
Ant. Why, what of him?

Pro. Sweet love! sweet lines ! sweet life! Pan. He wondered that your lordship Here is her hand, the agent of her heart; Would suffer him to spend his youth at home; Here is her oath for love, her honor's pawn: 1 While other men, of slender reputation,

O, that our fathers would applaud our loves,
Put forth their sons to seek preferment out: To seal our happiness with their consents!
Some, to the wars, to try their fortune there; O heavenly Julia !
Some, to discover islands far away;

Ant. How now? what letter are you reading Some, to the studious universities.

there? For any, or for all these exercises,

Pro. May't please your lordship, 't is a word or He said that Proteus, your son, was meet; And did request me, to importune you,

Of commendation sent from Valentine, To let him spend his time no more at home, Delivered by a friend that came from him. Which would be great impeachment to his age, Ant. Lend me the letter; let me see what news. In having known no travel in his youth.

Pro. There is no news, my lord; but that he : Ant. Nor need’st thou much importune me to


How happily he lives, how well-beloved,
Whereon this month I have been hammering. And daily graced by the emperor;
I have considered well his loss of time;

Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune. And how he cannot be a perfect man,

Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish ? Not being tried and tutored in the world :

Pro. As one relying on your lordship’s will, Experience is by industry achieved,

And not depending on his friendly wish. And perfected by the swift course of time : Ant. My will is something sorted with his wish : Then, tell me, whether were I best to send him ? Muse not that I thus suddenly proceed; Pan. I think your lordship is not ignorant For what I will, I will, and there an end.


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I am resolved that thou shalt spend some time And drenched me in the sea, where I am drowned : With Valentinus in the emperor's court;

I feared to shew my father Julia's letter, What maintenance he from his friends receives, Lest he should take exceptions to my love; Like exhibition thou shalt have from me. And with the vantage of mine own excuse To-morrow be in readiness to go:

Hath he excepted most against my love. Excuse it not, for I am peremptory.

O, how this spring of love resembleth Pro. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided! The uncertain glory of an April day; Please you, deliberate a day or two.

| Which now shews all the beauty of the sun, Ant. Look, what thou want’st shall be sent after And by and by a cloud takes all away! thee :

Re-enter PANTHINO.
No more of stay; to-morrow thou must go, —
Come on, Panthino; you shall be employed

Pan. Sir Proteus, your father calls for you; To hasten on his expedition.

He is in haste; therefore, I pray you, go. [Esceunt ANTONIO and PANTHINO. Pro. Why, this it is ! my heart accords thereto; Pro. Thus have I shunned the fire, for fear of And yet a thousand times it answers no. [Exeunt.



SCENE I. — Milan. A Room in the DUKE's l you have learned, like Sir Proteus, to wreath your Palace.

arms, like a male-content; to relish a love-song,

like a Robin-redbreast ; to walk alone, like one that Enter VALENTINE and SPEED. hath the pestilence; to sigh, like a school-boy that

had lost his A, B, C; to weep, like a young wench Speed. Sir, your glove.

that had buried her grandam; to fast, like one that Val. Not mine; my gloves are on.

takes diet; to watch, like one that fears robbing; Speed. Why then this may be yours, for this is to speak puling, like a beggar at Hallowmas. You but one.

were wont, when you laughed, to crow like a cock; Val. Ha! let me see: ay, give it me, it's when you walked, to walk like one of the lious; mine:

when you fasted, it was presently after dinner; Sweet ornament that decks a thing divine ! when you looked sadly, it was for want of money: Ah Silvia ! Silvia !

and now you are metamorphosed with a mistress, Speed. Madam Silvia ! Madam Silvia ! that, when I look on you, I can hardly think you Val. How now, sirrah?

my master. Speed. She is not within hearing, sir.

Val. Are all these things perceived in me? Val. Why, sir, who bade you call her?

Speed. They are all perceived without you. Speed. Your worship, sir; or else I mistook. Val. Without me? they cannot. Val. Well, you 'll still be too forward.

Speed. Without you? nay, that's certain, for, Speed. And yet I was last chidden for being too without you were so simple, none else would; but slow.

you are so without these follies, that these follies Val. Go to, sir; tell me, do you know Madam are within you, and shine through you like the Silvia ?

water in an urinal; that not an eye, that sees you, Speed. She that your worship loves ?

but is a physician to comment on your malady. Val. Why, how know you that I am in love? | Val. But tell me, dost thou know my lady Speed. Marry, by these special marks: First, Silvia ?

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Speed. She that you gaze on so, as she sits at Speed. And have you? supper?

Val. I have.
Val. Hast thou observed that? even she I mean. Speed. Are they not lamely writ?
Speed. Why, sir, I know her not.

Val. No, boy, but as well as I can do them; —
Val. Dost thou know her by my gazing on her, Peace, here she comes.
and yet know'st her not?
Speed. Is she not hard-favored, sir?

Val. Not so fair, boy, as well-favored.

Speed. O excellent motion! O exceeding pupSpeed. Sir, I know that well enough.

pet ? now will he interpret to her. [Aside. Val. What dost thou know?

Val. Madam and mistress, a thousand goodSpeed. That she is not so fair, as (of you) well morrows. favored.

Speed. O, 'give ye good even ! here's a million Val. I mean, that her beauty is exquisite, but of manners.

[Aside. her favor infinite.

| Sil. Sir Valentine and servant, to you two thouSpeed. That's because the one is painted, and sand. the other out of all count.

Speed. He should give her interest, and she Val. How painted ? and how out of count? gives it him.

[Aside. Speed. Marry, sir, so painted to make her fair, Val. As you enjoined me, I have writ your that no man counts of her beauty.

letter, Val. How esteemest thou me? I account of her Unto the secret nameless friend of yours; beauty.

Which I was much unwilling to proceed in, Speed. You never saw her since she was de- But for my duty to your ladyship. formed.

Sil. I thank you, gentle servant: 't is very Val. How long hath she been deformed ? clerkly done. Speed. Ever since you loved her

Val. Now trust me, madan, it came hardly off; Val. I have loved her ever since I saw her; and For, being ignorant to whom it goes, still I see her beautiful.

I writ at random, very doubtfully. Speed. If you love her, you cannot see her. L Sil. Perchance you think too much of so much Val. Why?

pains ? Speed. Because love is blind. O, that you had Val. No, madam ; so it stead you, I will write, mine eyes; or your own had the lights they were Please you command, a thousand times as much : wont to have when you chid at Sir Proteus for go- And yet, — ing ungartered !

Sil. A pretty period ! Well, I guess the sequel ; Val. What should I see then ?

And yet I will not name it :- and yet I care Speed. Your own prosent folly, and her passing

not; deformity: for he, being in love, could not see to And yet take this again : -- and yet I thank you; garter his hose; and you, being in love, cannot see Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more. to put on your hose.

Speed. And yet you will; and yet another yet. Val. Belike, boy, then you are in love; for last

[Aside. : morning you could not see to wipe my shoes. I Val. What means your ladyship? do you not

Speed. True, sir, I was in love with my bed; I like it? thank you, you swinged me for my love, which Sil. Yes, yes, the lines are very quaintly writ; makes me the bolder to chide you for yours. But since unwilling, take them again;

Val. In conclusion, I stand affected to her. Nay, take them.

Speed. I would you were set; so your affection V al. Madam, they are for you. would cease.

1 Sil. Ay, ay; you writ them, sir, at my request ; Val. Last night she enjoined me to write some But I will none of them; they are for you : lines to one she loves.

I would have had them writ more movingly.

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Val. Please you, I'll write your ladyship another. All this I speak in print, for in print I found it.Sil. And when it's writ, for my sake read it Why muse you, sir? 't is dinner time. over:

Val. I have dined. And if it please you, so; if not, why, so.

Speed. Ay, but hearken, sir; though the cameVal. If it please me, madam! what then ? leon Love can feed on the air, I am one that am Sil. Why, if it please you, take it for your la nourished by my victuals, and would fain have bor.

meat; 0, be not like your mistress; be moved, be And so good-morrow, servant. [Exit SILVIA. moved.

[Exeunt. Speed. O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible, As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple !

SCENE II. — Verona. A Room in JuLIa's House. My master sues to her; and she hath taught her suitor,

He being her pupil, to become her tutor.

Pro. Have patience, gentle Julia.
O excellent device ! was there ever heard a better? Jul. I must, where is no remedy.
That my master, being scribe, to himself should Pro. When possibly I can, I will return.
write the letter!

Jul. If you turn not, you will return the sooner: Val. How now, sir ? what, are you reasoning Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake. with yourself?

[Giving a ring. Speed. Nay, I was rhyming; 't is you that have Pro. Why then we 'll make exchange; here, the reason.

take you this. Val. To do what ?

Jul. And seal the bargain with a holy kiss. Speed. To be a spokesman from Madam Silvia. Pro. Here is my hand for my true constancy; Val. To whom?

And when that hour o'erslips me in the day, Speed. To yourself: why, she wooes you by a Wherein I sigh not, Julia, for thy sake, figure.

The next ensuing hour some foul mischance Fal. What figure ?

Torment me for my love's forgetfulness ! Speed. By a letter, I should say.

My father stays my coming; answer not; Val. Why, she hath not writ to me?

The tide is now : nay, not the tide of tears; Specd. What needs she, when she hath made That tide will stay me longer than I should; you write to yourself? Why, do you not perceive

[Exit JULIA. the jest?

Julia, farewell.— What! gone without a word ? Val. No, believe me.

Ay, so true love should do: it cannot speak; Speed. No believing you indeed, sir; but did For truth hath better deeds, than words, to grace it. you perceive her earnest ?

Val. She gave me none, except an angry word.
Speed. Why, she hath given you a letter. Pan. Sir Proteus, you are stayed for.
Tal. That's the letter I writ to her friend. I Pro. Go; I come, I come :-

Speed. And that letter hath she delivered, and Alas! this parting strikes poor lovers dumb. there an end.

[Exeunt. Val. I would, it were no worse. Speed. I'll warrant you, 't is as well:

SCENE III. - The same. A Street. “For often you hath writ to her; and she, in modesty, Or else for want of idle timo, could not again reply;

Enter LAUNCE, leading a dog. Or fearing else some messenger, that might her mind discover,

Laun. Nay,'t will be this hour ere I have done Herself hath taught her love himself to write unto her weeping; all the kind of the launces have this very lover.” —

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digious son, and am going with Sir Proteus to the thy master, lose thy service; and, in losing thy Imperial's court. I think, Crab, my dog, be the service, — Why dost thou stop my mouth ? sourest-natured dog that lives : my mother weep Laun. For fear thou shouldst lose thy tongue. ing, my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid Pan. Where should I lose my tongue ? howling, our cat wringing her hands, and all our Laun. In thy tail. house in a great perplexity, yet did not this cruel Pan. In thy tail ? hearted cur shed one tear; he is a stone, a very Laun. Lose the tide, and the voyage, and the pebble-stone, and has no more pity in him than a master, and the service? And the tide ! — Why, dog: a Jew would have wept to have seen our man, if the river were dry, I am able to fill it with parting; why, my grandam having no eyes, look my tears ; if the wind were down, I could drive the you, wept herself blind at my parting. Nay, I'll boat with my sighs. shew you the manner of it: This shoe is my fa- Pan. Come, come away, man; I was sent to ther; — no, this left shoe is my father; — no, no, call thee. this left shoe is my mother; — nay, that cannot be Laun. Sir, call me what thou dar'st. so, neither; — yes, it is so, it is so; it hath the Pan. Wilt u go? worser sole: This shoe, with the hole in it, is my Laur to Lui, I will go.

[Exeunt. mother, and this my father. A vengeance on 't! there 't is: now, sir, this staff is my sister; for, look you, she is as white as a lily, and as small as SCENE IV. – Milan. A Room in the DUKE's a wand : this hat is Nan, our maid ; I am the dog ;

Palace. - no, the dog is himself, and I am the dog, -0, the dog is me, and I am myself; ay, so, so. Now

Enter VALENTINE, SILVIA, THURIo, and SPÐED. come I to my father; “Father, your blessing;” Sil. Servantnow should not the shoe speak a word for weeping; Val. Mistress? now should I kiss my father; well, he weeps on : Speed. Master, Sir Thurio frowns on you. now come I to my mother, (0, that she could speak Val. Ay, boy, it's for love. now!) like a wood woman ; — well, I kiss her; - Speed. Not of you. why, there 't is; here's my mother's breath up Val. Of my mistress, then. and down; now come I to my sister; mark the Speed. ’T were good, you knocked him. moan she makes : now, the dog all this while sheds Sil. Servant, you are sad. not a tear, nor speaks a word; but see how I lay Val. Indeed, madam, I seem so. the dust with my tears.

Thu. Seem you that you are not?

Val. Haply I do.

Thu. So do counterfeits.

Val. So do you.
Pan. Launce, away, away, aboard; thy master Thu. What seem I, that I am not?
is shipped, and thou art to post after with oars. Val. Wise.
What's the matter? why weep’st thou, man?! Thu. What instance of the contrary?
Away, ass; you will lose the tide, if you tarry any Val. Your folly.

Thu. And how quote you my folly ?
Laun. It is no matter if the ty'd were lost; for Val. I quote it in your jerkin.
it is the unkindest ty'd that ever any man ty’d. Thu. My jerkin is a doublet.
Pan. What's the unkindest tide ?

Val. Well, then, I'll double your folly.
Laun. Why, he that's tyd here; Crab, my Thu. How?

Sil. What, angry, Sir Thurio ? do you change Pan. Tut, man, I mean thou 'lt lose the flood : color ? and, in losing the flood, lose thy voyage; and, in Val. Give him leave, madam; he is a kind of losing thy voyage, lose thy master; and, in losing cameleon.


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