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hath stolen, otherwise he had been executed : I Jul. It seems you loved her not, to leave her have stood on the pillory for geese he hath killed,

token; otherwise he hath suffered for 't: thou think'st not She's dead, belike. of this now! — Nay, I remember the trick you Pro. Not so; I think she lives. served me, when I took my leave of Madam Silvia ; Jul. Alas! did I not bid thee still mark me, and do as I do? Pro. Why dost thou cry, alas ? When didst thou see me heave up my leg, and make Jul. I cannot choose but pity her. water against a gentlewoman’s farthingale ? Didst Pro. Wherefore shouldst thou pity her ? thou ever see me do such a trick ?

Jul. Because methinks that she loved you as

well Enter PROTEUS and JULIA.

As you do love your lady Silvia : Pro. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well, She dreams on him that has forgot her love; And will employ thee in some service presently. You dote on her that cares not for your love.

Jul. In what you please ; — I will do what I can. 'Tis pity love should be so contrary; Pro. I hope thou wilt.- How now, you whore- And thinking on it makes me cry, alas. son peasant ?

[To LAUNCE. Pro. Well, give her that ring, and therewithal Where have you been these two days loitering? This letter; — that's her chamber.— Tell my lady,

Laun. Marry, sir, I carried Mistress Silvia the I claim the promise for her heavenly picture. dog you bade me.

Your message done, hie home unto my chamber, Pro. And what says she to my little jewel? Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary. Laun. Marry, she says your dog was a cur; and

[Exit PROTEUS. tells you, currish thanks is good enough for such a Jul. How many women would do such a mespresent.

sage? Pro. But she received my dog?

Alas, poor Proteus ! thou hast entertained Laun. No, indeed, she did not : here have I A fox, to be the shepherd of thy lambs : brought him back again.

Alas, poor fool ! why do I pity him
Pro. What, didst thou offer her this from me? That with his very heart despiseth me?

Laun. Ay, sir; the other squirrel was stolen Because he loves her, he despiseth me; from me by the hangman's boys in the market. Because I love him, I must pity him. place : and then I offered her mine own; who is a This ring I gave him, when he parted from me, dog as big as ten of yours, and therefore the gift To bind him to remember my good will : the greater.

And now am I (unhappy messenger !)
Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again ; To plead for that which I would not obtain ;
Or ne'er return again into my sight.

To carry that which I would have refused;
Away, I say! Stay'st thou to vex me here? To praise his faith, which I would have dispraised.
A slave, that still an end turns me to shame. I am my master's true confirméd love;

[Exit LAUNCE. But cannot be true servant to my master, Sebastian, I have entertained thee,

Unless I prove false traitor to myself. Partly that I have need of such a youth,

Yet I will woo for him; but yet so coldly, That can with some discretion do my business, As, heaven it knows, I would not have him speed. For 't is no trusting to yon foolish lout ; But chiefly for thy face and thy behavior;

Enter Silvia, attended. Which (if my augury deceive me not)

Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my mean Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth : To bring me where to speak with Madam Silvia. Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee. Sil. What would you with her, if that I be she ? Go presently, and take this ring with thee,

Jul. If you be she, I do entreat your patience Deliver it to Madam Silvia :

To hear me speak the message I am sent on. She loved me well delivered it to me

| Sil. From whom?

Jul. From my master, Sir Proteus, madam. When all our pageants of delight were played, Sil. 0!— he sends you for a picture ? Our youth got me to play the woman's part, Jul. Ay, madam.

And I.was trimmed in Madam Julia's gown; Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there.

Which servéd me as fit, by all men's judgment,

[Picture brought. As if the garment had been made for me: Go, give your master this : tell him from me, Therefore I know she is about my height. One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget, And at that time I did make her weep a-good, Would better fit his chamber than this shadow. For I did play a lamentable part;

Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter.— Madam, 't was Ariadne, passioning Pardon, me, madam ; I have unadvised

For Theseus' perjury and unjust flight; Delivered you a paper that I should not;

Which I so lively acted with my tears,
This is the letter to your ladyship.

That my poor mistress, moved therewithal,
Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again. Wept bitterly; and would I might be dead
Jul. It may not be; good madam, pardon me. If I in thought felt not her very sorrow.
Sil. There, hold.

Sil. She is beholden to thee, gentle youth ! -
I will not look upon your master's lines : | Alas, poor lady! desolate and left !-
I know they are stuffed with protestations, I weep myself to think upon thy words.
And full of new-found oaths; which he will break Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee this
As easily as I do tear his paper.

For thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou lovest her. Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring. Farewell.

[Exit SILVIA. Sil. The more shame for him that he sends it me; Jul. And she shall thank you for 't, if e'er you For I have heard him say a thousand times

know her. His Julia gave it him at his departure :

A virtuous gentlewoman, mild and beautiful. Though his false finger hath profaned the ring, I hope my master's suit will be but cold, Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong. Since she respects my mistress' love so much. Jul. She thanks you.

Alas, how love can trifle with itself!
Sil. What say'st thou ?

Here is her picture: Let me see; I think,
Jul. I thank you, madam, that you tender her: If I had such a tire, this face of mine
Poor gentlewoman : my master wrongs her much. Were full as lovely as this of hers :
Sil. Dost thou know her?

And yet the painter flattered her a little,
Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself: Unless I flatter with myself too much.
To think upon her woes, I do protest

Her hair is auburn; mine is perfect yellow :
That I have wept an hundred several times. If that be all the difference in his love,
Sil. Belike she thinks that Proteus hath forsook I'll get me such a colored periwig.

Her eyes are grey as glass; and so are mine : Jul. I think she doth, and that's her cause of Ay, but her forehead's low; and mine's as high. sorrow.

What should it be, that he respects in her, Sil. Is she not passing fair?

But I can make respective in myself, Jul. She hath been fairer, madam, than she is : If this fond Love were not a blinded god ? When she did think my master loved her well, Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up, She, in my judgment, was as fair as you ; For 't is thy rival. O thou senseless form! But since she did neglect her looking-glass, Thou shalt be worshiped, kissed, loved, and adored; And threw her sun-expelling mask away, And, were there sense in his idolatry, The air hath starved the roses in her cheeks, My substance should be statue in thy stead. And pinched the lilly-tincture of her face, I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress' sake, That now she is become as black as I.

That used me so; or else, by Jove, I vow Sil. How tall was she ?

I should have scratched out your unseeing eyes, Jul. About my stature : for, at Pentecost, To make my master out of love with thee. [Exit.

her.

ACT V.

[Aside.

SCENE I. - The same. An Abbey.

Jul. 'T is true, such pearls as put out ladies' eyes;

[Aside. Enter EGLAMOUR.

For I had rather wink than look on them. Egl. The sun begins to gild the western sky; Thu. How likes she my discourse ? And now it is about the very hour

Pro. III, when you talk of war. That Silvia at Friar Patrick's cell should meet me. Thu. But well, when I discourse of love and She will not fail ; for lovers break not hours,

peace ? Unless it be to come before their time;

Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your So much they spur their expedition.

peace.

[Aside. Thu. What says she to my valor ? Enter SILVIA.

Pro. O, sir! she makes no doubt of that.

Jul. She needs not, when she knows it cowardSee where she comes : Lady, a happy evening!

ice. Su. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour ! Thu. What says she to my birth? Out at the postern by the abbey-wall;

Pro. That you are well derived. ; I fear I am attended by some spies.

Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool. [Aside. Egl. Fear not : the forest is not three leagues Thu. Considers she my possessions ? off:

Pro. O, ay! and pities them.
If we recover that, we are sure enough. [Exeunt. Thau. Wherefore?

Jul. That such an ass should owe them. [Aside.
Pro. That they are out by lease.

Jul. Here comes the Duke.
SCENE II. — The same. A Room in the DUKE'S

Enter DUKE.
Palace.

Duke. How now, Sir Proteus ? How, now,
Enter THURIO, PROTEUS, and JULIA.

Thurio ?
Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit ? Which of you saw Sir Eglamour of late ?

Pro. O, sir ! I find her milder than she was; Thu. Not I.
And yet she takes exceptions at your person. Pro. Nor I.
Thu. What, that my leg is too long ?

Duke. Saw you my daughter? Pro. No; that it is too little.

Pro. Neither. Thu. I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat Duke. Why, then she's filed unto that peasant rounder.

Valentine; Pro. But love will not be spurred to what it And Eglamour is in her company. loathes.

'Tis true; for Friar Laurence met them both, Thu. What says she to my face?

And he in penance wandered through the forest : Pro. She says it is a fair one.

Him he knew well, and guessed that it was she; Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies; my face is But, being masked, he was not sure of it: black.

Besides, she did intend confession Pro. But pearls are fair; and the old saying is, At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes;

not:

These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence. Tune my distresses, and record my woes.
Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse, O thou that dost inhabit in my breast,
But mount you presently; and meet with me Leave not the mansion so long tenantless;
Upon the rising of the mountain-foot

Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall,
That leads toward Mantua, whither they are fled. And leave no memory of what it was !
Despatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. [Exit. Repair me with thy presence, Silvia ;

Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl, Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain ! That flies her fortune when it follows her: What hallooing and what stir is this to-day? I'll after, more to be revenged on Eglamour, These are my mates, that make their wills their Than for the love of reckless Silvia. [Exit.

law, Pro. And I will follow more for Silvia's love, Have some unhappy passenger in chase : Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. [Exit. They love me well; yet I have much to do

Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love, To keep them from uncivil outrages. Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love. [Exit. Withdraw thee, Valentine; who's this comes

here?

[Steps aside. SCENE III. — Frontiers of Mantua. The Forest.

Enter PROTEUS, SILVIA, and JULIA.

Pro. Madam, this service I have done for you. Enter Silvia, and Outlaws.

(Though you respect not aught your servant doth) 1st Out. Come, come;

To hazard life, and rescue you from him Be patient, we must bring you to our captain. | That would have forced your honor and your love.

Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look; Have learned me how to brook this patiently. |A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, 2nd Out. Come, bring her away.

And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. 1st Out. Where is the gentleman that was with Val. How like a dream is this I see and hear! her?

Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile. [Aside. 3rd Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath out-run Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am! us,

Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came; But Moyses and Valerius follow him.

But by my coming I have made you happy. Go thou with her to the west end of the wood, I Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most unThere is our captain : we'll follow him that's fled :

happy. The thicket is beset, he cannot ’scape.

Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your 1st Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's

presence.

[Aside. cave:

Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion, Fear not; he bears an honorable mind,

I would have been a breakfast to the beast And will not use a woman lawlessly.

Rather than have false Proteus rescue me. Sil. O Valentine, this I endure for thee. O, heaven be judge, how I love Valentine,

[Esceunt. Whose life's as tender to me as my soul !

And full as much (for more there cannot be)

I do detest false perjured Proteus : SCENE IV. - Another part of the Forest. Therefore be gone, solicit me no more.

Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to Enter VALENTINE.

death, Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man! Would I not undergo for one calm look ? This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, 0, 't is the curse in love, and still approved, I better brook than flourishing peopled towns: When women cannot love where they ’re beloved. Here can I sit alone, unseen of any,

Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's beAnd to the nightingale's complaining notes

loved.

-

Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love, Jul. O me, unhappy!

[Faints. For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faith Pro. Look to the boy. Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths

Val. Why, boy! why, wag! how now? what's Descended into perjury, to love me.

the matter? Look up; speak. Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou had’st Jul. O good sir, my master charged me to detwo,

liver a ring to Madam Silvia; which out of my And that's far worse than none; better have none neglect, was never done. Than plural faith, which is too much by one: Pro. Where is that ring, boy? Thou counterfeit to thy true friend !

Jul. Here 't is; this is it. [Gives a ring. Pro. In love,

Pro. How! let me see : why this is the ring I Who respects friends?

gave to Julia. Sil. All men but Proteus.

Jul. O, cry you mercy, sir, I have mistook. Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words This is the ring you sent to Silvia. Can no way change you to a milder form,

[Shews another ring. I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end;

Pro. But how cam’st thou by this ring? at my And love you 'gainst the nature of love ; force depart, I gave this unto Julia. you.

Jul. And Julia herself did give it me;
Su. O heaven!

And Julia herself hath brought it hither.
Pro. I'll force thee yield to my desire. Pro. How! Julia !

Val. Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch; Jul. Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths, Thou friend of an ill fashion !

And entertained them deeply in her heart :
Pro. Valentine !

How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root !
Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith O Proteus, let this habit make thee blush !
or love;

Be thou ashamed that I have took upon me (For such is a friend now;) treacherous man! Such an immodest raiment; if shame live Thou hast beguiled my hopes; nought but mine In a disguise of love : eye

| It is the lesser blot, modesty finds, Could have persuaded me; thou would’st disprove Women to change their shapes, than men their me.

minds. Who should be trusted, when one's own right hand Pro. Than men their minds ! 't is true; O heaIs perjured to the bosom? Proteus,

ven! were man I am sorry I must never trust thee more,

But constant, he were perfect: That one error But count the world a stranger for thy sake. Fills him with faults; makes him run through all The private wound is deepest: O time most ac

sins: cursed !

Inconstancy falls off ere it begins : 'Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst ! What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy

Pro. My shame and guilt confound me. More fresh in Julia’s, with a constant eye ? Forgive me, Valentine : if hearty sorrow

Val. Come, come, a hand from either : Be a sufficient ransom for offense,

Let me be blest to make this happy close ; I tender it here; I do as truly suffer,

'T were pity two such friends should be long foes. As e'er I did commit.

Pro. Bear witness, heaven, I have my wish for Val. Then I am paid;

ever. And once again I do receive thee honest :

Jul. And I mine.
Who by repentance is not satisfied,
Is nor of heaven nor earth; for these are pleased;

Enter Outlaws, with DUKE and THURIO..
By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeased : Out. A prize, a prize, a prize!
And that my love may appear plain and free, Val. Forbear; forbear, I say; it is my lord the
All that was mine in Silvia I give thee.

Duke.

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