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you fasted, it was presently after dinner; when Val. Last night she enjoined me to write some you looked sadly, it was for want of money; and lines to one she loves. now you are metamorphos'd with a mistress, Speed. And have you? that, when I look on you, I can hardly think Val. I have. you my master.

Speed. Are they not lamely writ? Val. Are all these things perceived in me ? Val. No, boy, but as well as I can do them :Speed. They are all perceived without you. Peace, here she comes. Val. Without me? they cannot. Speed. Without you ; nay, that's certain, for,

Enter Silvia. without you were so simple, none else would; Speed. O excellent motion ! O exceeding pupbut you are so without these follies, that these pet! now will he interpret to her, [Aside. follies are within you, and shine through you Val. Madam and mistress, a thousand goodlike the water in an urinal; that not an eye, morrows. that sees you, but is a physician to comment on Speed. 0, 'give you good even ! here's a mil. your malady.

lion of manners.

[Aside. Val. But tell me, dost thou know my lady Sil. Sir Valentine and servant, to you two Silvia ?

thousand. Speed. She, that you gaze on so, as she sits at Speed. He should give her interest; and she supper ?

gives it him.

[Aside. Val. Hast thou observed that? even she I mean. Val. As you enjoin'd me, I have writ your Speed. Why, sir, I know her not.

letter Val. Dost thou know her by my gazing on Unto the secret nameless friend of yours ; her, and yet knowest her not?

Which I was much unwilling to proceed in, Speed. Is she not hard-favoured, sir? But for my duty to your ladyship. Val. Not so fair, boy, as well favoured. Sil. I thank you, gentle servant : 'tis very Speed. Sir, I know that well enough.

clerkly done. Val. What dost thou know?

Val. Now trust me, madam, it came hardly off; Speed. That she is not so fair, as (of you) For, being ignorant to whom it goes, well favoured.

I writ at random, very doubtfully. Val. I mean, that her beauty is exquisite, but Sil. Perchance you think too much of so her favour infinite.

much pains ? Speed. That's because the one is painted, and Val. No, madam ; so it stead you, I will write, the other out of all count.

Please you command, a thousand times as much: Val. How painted ? and how out of count?

Speed. Marry, sir, so painted to make her fair, Sil. A pretty period ! Well, I guess the sequel; that no man counts of her beauty.

And yet I will not name it:-and yet I care not;Val. How esteemest thou me? | account of And yet take this again ;—and yet I thank you ; her beauty.

Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more. Speed. You never saw her since she was de Speed. And yet you will ; and yet another yet. formed.

[Aside. Val. How long hath she been deformed ? Val. What means your ladyship? do you not Speed. Ever since you lov'd her.

like it? Val. I have lov'd her ever since I saw her ; Sil. Yes, yes ; the lines are very quaintly writ: and still I see her beautiful.

But since unwillingly, take them again;
Speed. If you love her, you cannot see her. Nay, take them.
Val. Why?

Val. Madam, they are for you. Speed. Because love is blind. O, that you Sil. Ay, ay; you writ them, sir, at my request ; hadʼmine eyes ; or your own had the lights they But I will none of them; they are for you: were wont to have when you chid at sir Proteus I would have had them writ more movingly. for going ungartered !

Val. Please you, I'll write your ladyship anVal. What should I see then?

other. Speed. Your own present folly, and her pass Sil. And, when it's writ, for my sake read it ing deformity: for he, being in love, could not see to garter his hose ; and you, being in love, And, if it please you, so; if not, why, so. cannot see to put on your hose.

Val. If it please me, madam! what then? Val. Belike, boy, then you are in love; for Sil. Why, if it please you, take it for your last morning you could not see to wipe my shoes. labour;

Speed. True, sir, I was in love with my bed : And so good-morrow, servant. [Erit Silvia. I thank you, you swinged me for my love, which Speed. O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible, makes me the bolder to chide you for yours. As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on Val. In conclusion, I stand affected to her.

a steeple! Speed. I would you were sct; so your affec- My master sues to her ; and she hath taught tion would cease.

her suitor,

And yet,

over:

grace it.

He being her pupil, to become her tutor. Torment me for my love's forgetfulness !
O excellent device! was there ever heard a better? My father stays my coming ; answer not ;
That my master, being scribe, to himself should The tide is now: nay, not the tide of tears ;
write the letter?

That tide will stay me longer than I should ; Val. How now, sir? what are you reasoning

[Exit Julia. with yourself?

Julia, farewell.—What! gone without a word ? Speed. Nay, I was rhyming ; 'tis you that Ay, so true love should do : it cannot speak; have the reason.

For truth hath better deeds, than words, to Pal. To do what? Speed. To be a spokesman from madam Silvia. Val. To whom?

Enter Panthino. Speed. To yourself: why, she wooes you by Pant. Sir Proteus, you are staid for. a figure.

Pro. Go; I come, I come :Val. What figure?

Alas! this parting strikes poor lovers dumb. Speed. By a letter, I should say.

[Ereunt. Val. Why, she hath not writ to me? Speed. What need she, when she hath made SCENE III.-The same. A street. you write to yourself? Why, do you not pervive the jest?

Enter LAUNCE, leading a dog. Pal. No, believe me.

Laun. Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have Speed. No believing you indeed, sir ; but did done weeping; all the kind of the Launces have you perceive her earnest ?

this very fault: I have received my proportion, Val

. She gave me none, except an angry word. like the prodigious son, and am going with Sir Speed. Why, she hath given you a letter. Proteus to the Imperial's court. I think, Crab Val. That's the letter I writ to her friend. my dog be the sourest-natured dog that lives :

Speed. And that letter hath she deliver’d, and my mother weeping, my father wailing, my sisthere an end.

ter crying, our maid howling, our cat wringing Val. I would, it were no worse.

her hands, and all our house in a great perplexSpeed. I'll warrant you, 'tis as well:

ity, yet did not this cruel-hearted cur shed one For often you have writ to her; and she, in mo tear: he is a stone, a very pebble-stone, and has desty,

no more pity in him than a dog : a Jew would Or else for want of idle time, could not again have wept to have seen our parting ; why, my reply;

grandam having no eyes, look you, wept herself Or fearing else some messenger, that might her blind at my parting. Nay, I'll show you the mind discover,

manner of 'it: This shoe is my father ;-no, Herself hath taught her love himself to write unto this left shoe is my father, no, no, this left her lover.

shoe is my mother;-nay, that cannot be so All this I speak in print; for in print I found it.- neither ;-yes, it is so, it is so; it hath the Why muse you, sir ? 'tis dinner time.

worser sole: This shoe, with the hole in it, is Val. I have dined.

my mother, and this my father; a vengeance Speed. Ay, but hearken, sir; though the ca-on't! there 'tis : now, sir, this staff is my sister ; meleon Love can feed on the air, I am one that for, look you, she is as white as a lily, and as am nourished by my victuals, and would fain small as a wand : this hat is Nan, our maid ; I have meat: 0, be not like your mistress ; be am the dog :—no, the dog is himself, and I am moved, be moved.

[Ereunt. the dog :-0, the dog is me, and I am myself ;

ay, so, so. Now come I to iny father; Father, SCENE II.–Verona. A room in Julia's house. your blessing ; now should not the shoe speak a

word for weeping ; now should I kiss my faEnter Proteus and Julia.

ther ; well, he weeps on :-now come I to my Pro. Have patience, gentle Julia.

mother, (0, that she could speak now !) like a Ju. I must, where is no remedy.

wood woman ;-well, I kiss her ;-whý, there Pro. When possibly I can, I will return. 'tis; here's my mother's breath up and down: Jul. If you turn not, you will return the now come I to my sister ; mark the moan she

makes : now, the dog all this while sheds not a Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake. tear, nor speaks a word ; but see how I lay the

[Giving a ring. dust with my tears, Pro. Why then we'll make exchange ; here, take

Enter Pantaino. this.

you Jul. And seal the bargain with a holy kiss. Pant. Launce, away, away, aboard ; thy masPro. Here is my hand for my true constancy ; ter is shipped, and thou art to post after with And when that hour o'er-slips me in the day,

What's the matter? why weep'st thou, Wherein I sigh not, Julia, for thy sake, man ? Away, ass; you will lose the tide, if you The next ensuing hour some foul mischance arry any longer.

sooner:

oars.

Laun. It is no matter, if the ty'd were lost ; Val. I know it well, sir ; you always end ere for it is the unkindest ty'd, that ever any man

you begin. ty'd.

Sil. A fine volley of words, gentlemen, and Pant. What's the unkindest tide ?

quickly shot off. Laun. Why, he that's ty'd here ; Crab, my Val. 'Tis indeed, madam; we thank the giver. dog.

Sil. Who is that, servant ? Pant. Tut, man, I mean thou'lt lose the Val. Yourself, sweet lady; for you gave the flood ; and, in losing the flood, lose thy voyage; fire: Sir Thurio borrows his wit from your and, in losing thy voyage, lose thy master; and, ladyship’s looks, and spends what he borrows, in losing thy master, lose thy service; and, in kindly in your company. losing thy service, Why dost thou stop my Thu. Sir, if you spend word for word with mouth.

me, I shall make your wit bankrupt. Laun. For fear thou should'st lose thy tongue. Val. I know it well, sir : you have an exehePant. Where should I lose my tongue ? quer of words, and, I think, no other treasure to Laun. In thy tale.

give your followers ; for it appears by their bare Pant. In thy tail ?

liveries, that they live by your bare words. Laun. Lose the tide, and the voyage, and the Sil. No more, gentlemen, no more; here master, and the service? The tide !-Why, comes my father. man, if the river were dry, I am able to fill it

Enter Duke. with my tears ; if the wind were down, I could drive the boat with my sighs.

Duke. Now, daughter Silvia, you are hard Pant. Come, come away, man; I was sent to beset. call thee.

Sir Valentine, your father's in good health : Laun. Sir, call me what thou darest.

What say you to a letter from your friends Pant. Wilt thou go?

Of much good news? Laun. Well, I will go.

[Exeunt. Val. My lord, I will be thankful

To any happy messenger from thence. SCENE IV.-Milan. An apartment in the

Duke. Know you Don Antonio, your counDuke's palace.

tryman ?

Val. Ay, my good lord, I know the gentleman Enter VALENTINE, Silvia, THURIO, and

To be of worth, and worthy estimation,
SPEED.

And not without desert so well reputed.

Duke. Hath he not a son ? Sil. Servant

Val. Ay, my good lord ; a son, that well deVal. Mistress ? Speed. Master, Sir Thurio frowns on you. The honour and regard of such a father. Val. Ay, boy, it's for love.

Duke. You know him well ? Speed. Not of you.

Val. I knew him, as myself ; for from our inVal. Of my mistress then.

fancy Speed. 'Twere good, you knocked him. We have convers’d, and spentour hours together: Sil. Servant, you are sad.

And though myself have been an idle truant, Val. Indeed, madam, I seem so.

Omitting the sweet benefit of time, Thu. Seem you that you are not ?

To clothe mine age with angel-like perfection; Val. Haply, I do.

Yet hath Sir Proteus, for that's his name, Thu. So do counterfeits.

Made use and fair advantage of his days ; Val. So do you.

His years but young, but his experience old ; Thu. What seem I, that I am not?

His head unmellow'd, but his judgment ripe; Val. Wise.

And, in a word, (for far behind his worth Thu. What instance of the contrary? Come all the praises that I now bestow,) Val. Your folly.

He is complete in feature, and in mind, Thu. And how quote you my folly? With all good grace to grace a gentleman. Val. I quote it in your jerkin.

Duke. Beshrew me, sir, but if he make this Thu. My jerkin is a doublet.

good, Val. Well, then, I'll double your folly. He is as worthy for an empress' love, Tu. How?

As meet to be an emperor's counsellor. Sil. What, angry, Sir Thurio? do you change Well, sir ; this gentleman is come to me, colour?

With commendation from great potentates ; Val. Give him leave, madam ; he is a kind of And here he means to spend his time a-while: cameleon.

I think, 'tis no unwelcome news to you. Thu. That hath more mind to feed on your Val. Should I have wish'd a thing, it had blood, than live in your air.

been he. Val. You have said, sir.

Duke. Welcome him then according to his Tlu. Ay, sir, and done too, for this time.

worth ;

serves

your love?

me

sorrow,

beseech you,

Silvia, I speak to you; and you, sir Thurio : Val. How does your lady? and how thrives
For Valentine, I need not 'cite him to it:
I'll send him hither to you presently.

Pro. My tales of love were wont to weary you;

(Exit Duke. I know, you joy not in a love-discourse. Val. This is the gentleman, I told your lady Val. Ay, Proteus, but that life is alter'd now: ship,

I have done penance for contemning love; Had come along with me, but that his mistress Whose high imperious thoughts have punish'd Did hold his eyes lock'd in her crystal looks. Sil. Belike, 'that now she hath enfranchis’d With bitter fasts, with penitential groans, them

With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs ; Upon some other pawn for fealty.

For, in revenge of my contempt of love, Val. Nay, sure, I think, she holds them pri- Love hath chac'd sleep from my enthralled eyes, soners still.

And made them watchers of mine own heart's Sil. Nay, then he should be blind; and, being blind,

O, gentle Proteus, love's a mighty lord ;
How could he see his way to seek out you? And hath so humbled me, as, I confess,

Val. Why, lady, love hath twenty pair of eyes. There is no woe to his correction,
Thu. They say, that love hath not an eye at Nor, to his service, no such joy on earth!
all.

Now, no discourse, except it be of love;
Val. To see such lovers, Thurio, as yourself ; Now can I break my fast, dine, sup, and sleep,
Upon a homely object love can wink.

Upon the very naked name of love.

Pro. Enough ; I read your fortune in your eye: Enter PROTEUS.

Was this the idol that you worship so? Si. Have done, have done; here comes the Val. Even she; and is she not a heavenly gentleman.

saint ? Pal. Welcome, dear Proteus !—Mistress, I Pro. No; but she is an earthly paragon.

Val. Call her divine. Confirm his welcome with some special favour. Pro. I will not flatter her. Sil. His worth is warrant for his welcome Val. O, flatter me ; for love delights in praises. hither,

Pro. When I was sick, you gave me bitter If this be he, you oft have wish'd to hear from.

pills; Val. Mistress, it is : sweet lady, entertain him And I must minister the like to you. To be my fellow-servant to your ladyship. Val. Then speak the truth by her; if not Sil. Too low a mistress for so high a servant.

divine, Pro. Not so, sweet lady; but too mean a ser

Yet let her be a principality, vant

Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth.
To have a look of such a worthy mistress. Pro. Except my mistress.
Val. Leave off discourse of disability :-

Val. Sweet, except not any;
Sweet lady, entertain him for your servant. Except thou wilt except against my love,

Pro. My duty will I boast of, nothing else. Pro. Have I not reason to prefer mine own?

Sil. And duty never yet did want his meed; Val. And I will help thee to prefer her too: Servant, you are welcome to a worthless mistress. She shall be dignified with this high honour,

Pro. I'll die on him that says so, but yourself. To bear my lady's train ; lest the base earth Sil . That you are welcome?

Should from her vesture chance to steal a kiss, Pro. No; that you are worthless.

And, of so great a favour growing proud,

Disdain to root the summer-swelling flower, Enter Servant.

And make rough winter everlastingly. Serv. Madam, my lord your father would Pro. Why, Valentine, what braggardism is speak with you.

this? Sil. I'll wait upon his pleasure. [Exit Servant. Val. Pardon me, Proteus: all I can, is nothing Come, sir Thurio,

To her, whose worth makes other worthies noGo with me:-Once more, new servant, wel thing:

She is alone. I'll leave you to confer of home affairs ;

Pro. Then let her alone. When you have done, we look to hear from you. Val. Not for the world : why, man, she is Pro. We'll both attend upon your ladyship.

mine own; [Ereunt Silvia, Thurio, and Speed. And I as rich in having such a jewel, Val. Now, tell me, how do all from whence As twenty seas, if all their sands were pearl, you came ?

The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold. Pro. Your friends are well, and have them Forgive me, that I do not dream on thee, much commended.

Because thou seest me dote upon my love. Pol. And how do yours?

My foolish rival, that her father likes, Pro. I left them ail in health.

Only for his possessions are so huge, VOL. I.

с

come:

all one.

me.

Is gone with her along; and I must after, Laun. No, they are both as whole as a fish. For love, thou know'st, is full of jealousy. Speed. Why then, how stands the matter with Pro. But she loves you?

them? Val. Ay, and we are betroth’d;

Laun. Marry, thus; when it stands well with Nay, more, our marriage hour,

him, it stands well with her. With all the cunning manner of our flight, Speed. What an ass art thou? I understand Determin’d of: how I must climb her window;

thee not. The ladder made of cords; and all the means Laun. What a block art thou, that thou canst Plotted, and 'greed on, for my happiness. not? My staff understands me. Good Proteus, go with me to my chamber, Speed. What thou say’st ? In these affairs to aid me with thy counsel. Laun. Ay, and what I do too: look thee, 121

Pro. Go on before, I shall enquire you forth: but lean, and my staff understands me. I must unto the road, to disembark

Speed. It stands under thee, indeed. Some necessaries that I needs must use;

Laun. Why, stand under and understand is And then I'll presently attend you. Val. Will you make haste?

Speed. But tell me true, will't be a match ? Pro. I will.

[Erit Val.

Laun. Ask my dog; if he say, ay, it will ; if Even as one heat another heat expels,

he say, no, it will ; if he shake his tail, and sy Or as one nail by strength drives out another, nothing, it will. So the remembrance of my former love

Speed. The conclusion is then, that it will. Is by a newer object quite forgotten.

Laun. Thou shalt never get such a secret Is it mine eye, or Valentinus' praise,

from me, but by a parable. Her true perfection, or my false transgression, Speed. 'Tis well that I get it so. But, Launce, That makes me, reasonless, to reason thus ? how say'st thou, that my master is become a She's fair ; and so is Julia, that I love ;

notable lover? That I did love, for now my love is thaw'd; Laun. I never knew him otherwise. Which, like a waxen image 'gainst a fire,

Speed. Than how? Bears no impression of the thing it was.

Laun. A notable lubber, as thou reportest Methinks, my zeal to Valentine is cold;

him to be. And that I love him not, as I was wont:

Speed. Why, thou whorson ass, thou mistakest 0! but I love his lady too, too much ; And that's the reason I love him so little.

Laun. Why, fool, I meant not thee; I meant How shall I dote on her with more advice, thy master. That thus without advice begin to love her ? Speed. I tell thee, my master is become a hot 'Tis but her picture I have yet beheld,

lover. And that hath dazzled my reason's light; Laun. Why, I tell thee, I care not though he But when I look on her perfections,

burn himself in love. If thou wilt go with me There is no reason but I shall be blind. to the ale-house, so; if not, thou art an HeIf I can check my erring love, I will;

brew, a Jew, and not worth the name of a ChrisIf not, to compass her i'll use my skill. [Exit. tian.

Speed. Why?
SCENE V.-The same. A street,

Laun. Because thou hast not so much charity

in thee, as to go to the ale with a Christian : Enter SPEED and LAUNCE.

Wilt thou go?
Speed. Launce ! by mine honesty, welcome to Speed. At thy service.

[Ereunt. Milan.

Laun. Forswear not thyself, sweet youth ; for SCENE VI.The same. An apartment in the I am not welcome. I reckon this always that

palace. a man is never undone, till he be hanged; nor welcome to a place, till some certain shot be

Enter PROTEUS paid, and the hostess say, welcome.

Pro. To leave my Julia, shall I be forsworn; Speed. Come on, you mad-cap, Ill to the ale- To love fair Silvia, shall I be forsworn; house with you presently; where, for one shot To wrong my friend, I shall be much forsworn; of fivepence, thou slıalt have five thousand wel- And even that power, which gave me first my comes. But, sirrah, how did thy master part oath, with madam Julia ?

Provokes me to this threefold perjury. Laun. Marry, after they closed in earnest, Love bade me swear, and love bids me forswear : they parted very fairly in jest.

O sweet-suggesting love, if thou hast sinn'd, Špeed. But shall she marry him?

Teach me, thy tempted subject, to excuse it. Laun. No.

At first I did adore a twinkling star, Speed. How then? Shall he marry her? But now I worship a celestial sun. Laun. No, neither.

Unheedful vows may heedfully be broken ; Speed. What are they broken?

And he wants wit, that wants resolved will

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