As full of forrows as the fea of fands, Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances; Recking as little what betideth me, As much I with all good befortune you. Sil. This evening coming. Egl. Where fhall I meet you? Sil. At friar Patrick's cell; Where I intend holy confeffion. Egl. I will not fail your Ladyfhip: Good morrow, gentle Lady. Sil. Good morrow, kind Sir Eglamour. Enter Launce with his dog. [Exeunt When a man's fervant fhall play the cur with him, look you, it goes hard one that I brought up of a puppy, one that I fav'd from drowning, when three or four of his blind brothers and fifters went to it! I have taught him, even as one would fay precifely, thus I would teach a dog. (15) I went to deliver him, as a prefent to miftrefs Silvia from my mafter; and I came no fooner into the dining-chamber, but he fteps me to her trencher, and fteals her capon's leg. O, 'tis a foul thing, when a cur cannot keep himfelf in all companies! I would have, as one should fay, one that takes upon him to be a dog indeed, to be, as it were, a dog at all things. If I had no more wit than he, to take a fault upon me that he did, I think verily, he had been (15) I was fent to deliver him as a prefent.-] Honeft Launce is here all along characterizing his dog Crab; but that he was not fent to deliver as a prefent to Silvia. The Poet therefore could not be fo forgetful to make this blunder. Launce had loft his Master's dog, and was gone in queft of him, as we have heard from the boft: and we find Launce himself presently confeffing, that it was ftollen by the hangman's boy. So having loft the intended prefent, he went to tender his own dog inftead of the other. hang'd hano'd for't; fure as I live, he had fuffer'd for't; you hall judge. He thruft me himfelf into the company of three or four gentleman-like dogs, under the Duke's table: he had not been there (blefs the mark) a piffing while, but all the chamber fmelt in. Out with the dog, fays one what cur is that? fays another; whip. him out, fays the third; hang him up, fays the Duke. 1, having been acquainted with the fmell before, knew it was Crab, and goes me to the fellow that whips the dogs; Friend, quoth I, you mean to whip the dog? Ay, marry, do I, quoth he. You do him the more wrong, quoth I; 'twas I did the thing you wot of. He makes no more ado, but whips me out of the chamber How many mafters would do this for their fervant? nay, I'll be worn, I have fat in the stocks for te puddings he hath stoll'n, otherwife he had been exe-. cuted; I have flood on the pillory for the geefe he hath, kill'd, otherwise he had fuffer'd for't. Thou think'ft not of this now. Nay, I remember the trick you ferv'd me, when I took my leave of Madam Silvia; did not I bid thee still mark me, and do as I do? when didit thou fee me heave up my leg, and make water against a Gentlewoman's farthingale? didft thou ever fee me do fuch a trick? Enter Protheus and Julia.. Pro. Sebaftian is thy name? I like thee well; And will imploy thee in fome fervice presently. Jul. In what you pleafe: I'll do, Sir, what I can.. Pro. I hope, thou wilt.-How now, you whorefon, peafant, Where have you been these two days loitering? Laun. Marry, Sir, I carry'd Miftrefs Silvia the dog, you bade me.. Pro. And what fays fhe to my little jewel? Laun. Marry, the fays, your dog was a cur; and tells. you, currish thanks is good enough for fuch a prefent. Pro. But the received my dog? Laun. No, indeed, the did not: here have I brought him back again. Pro Pro. What, did'ft thou offer her this from me? Laun. Ay, Sir; the other fquirrel was ftoll'n from me by the hangman's boy in the market-place; and then I offer'd her mime own, who is a dog as big as ten of yours, and therefore the gift the greater. Pro Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again,. Or ne'er return again into my fight: Away, I fay; ftay't thou to vex me here? [Exit Laun. Sebaftian, I have entertained thee, Witnefs good bringing up, fortune and truth: She lov'd me well, deliver'd it to me. Jul. It feems you lov'd not her, to leave her token : She's dead, belike. Pro. Not fo: I think, fhe lives.. ful. Alas! Pro. Why do'st thou cry, alas Jul. I cannot chufe but pity her. Pro. Wherefore shouldft thou pity her? Jul. Because, methinks, that fhe lov'd you as well As you do, love your Lady Silvia: She dreams on him, that has forgot her love; You doat on her, that cares not for your love. 'Tis pity, love fhould be fo contrary; And, thinking on it, makes me cry, alas! Pro. Well, give her that ring, and give therewithal This letter; that's her chamber: tell my Lady, I claim the promise for her heav'nly picture. Your meffage done, hye home unto my chamber. [Exit Pro. Jul. How many women would do fuch a meffage ? Alas, poor Protheus, thou haft entertain'd A A fox to be the shepherd of thy lambs: To plead for that, which I would not obtain ; To praife his faith, which I would have difprais'd.: Lady, good day; I pray you, be my meant Jul. From my mafter, Sir Protheus, Madam. Sil. Urfula, bring my picture there. Go, give your Matter this: tell him from me, Would better fit his chamber than this fhadow. Jul. Madam, may't please you to perufe this letter, Pardon me, Madam, I have unadvis'd Deliver'd you a paper that I fhould not; This is the letter to your Ladyfhip. Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again. I will not look upon your mafter's lines; ༣. And And full of new-found oaths; which he will break, Jul. Madam, he fends your Ladyfhip this ring. Tho' his falfe finger have prophan'd the ring, Sil. What fay'ft thou? Jul. I thank you, Madam, that you tender her; Poor Gentlewoman, my mafter wrongs her much. Sil. Doft thou know her? ful. Almoft as well, as I do know myself. To think upon her woes, I do protest, That I have wept an hundred feveral times. Sil. Belike, the thinks, that Protheus hath forfook her. ful. She hath been fairer, Madam, than fhe is: Sil. How tall was fhe? ful. About my ftature for at Pentecoft, That |