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Then to Silvia let us fing,

That Silvia is excelling ;
She excels each mortal thing
Upon the dull earth dwelling :

To ber let us garlands bring.

Hoft. How now? are you fadder than you were be. fore? how do you, man? the musick likes you not.

Jul. You mistake ; the musician likes me not.
Hoft. Why, my pretty youth?
Jul. He plays false, father.
Hoft. How, out of tune on the strings ?

Jul. Not so ; but yet so false, that he grieves my very heart-strings.

14. You have a quick ear.

Jul. Ay, I would I were deaf ! it makes me have a' flow heart,

Hoft. I perceive you delight not in musick.
Jul. Not a whit, when it jars fo.
Hoft. Hark, what fine change is in the musick.
Jul. Ay; that change is the spite.

Hoft. You would have them always play but one thing?

Jul. I would always have one play but one thing. But, host, doth this Sir Protbeus, that we talk on, Often resort unto this gentlewoman?

Host. I tell you what Launce, his man, told me, he lov'd her out of all nick. ?

Jul. Where is Launce ?

Hoft. Gone to seek his dog, which to-morrow, by his master's command, he must carry for a present to his lady.

Jul. Peace, stand aside, the company parts.

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1 Out of all nick.) Beyond all ings are kept upon nicked or reckoning or count. Reckon. noiched flicks or callies,

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Pro. Sir Thurio, fear not you ; I will so plead,

Thall say, my cunning drift excels.
Tbu. Where meet we?
Pro. At St. Gregory's well.
Tbu. Farewel.

[Exeunt Thurio and mufick.

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Silvia above, at her window.
Pro. Madam, good even to your ladyship.

Sil. I thank you for your mulick, gentlemen :
Who is that, that spake?

Pro. One, lady, if you knew his pure heart's truth, You'd quickly learn to know him by his voice.

Sil, Sir Protbeus, as I take it.
Pro. Sir Protheus, gentle lady, and your servant.
Sil. What is your will?
Pro. That I may compass yours.

Sil. You have your wish; my will is even this, 3
That presently you hie you home to bed.
Thou subtle, perjur’d, false, disloyal man!
Think'st thou I am so shallow, so conceitless,
To be reduced by thy flattery,
That haft deceiv'd so many with thy vows?
Return, return, and make thy love amends.
For me, by this pale queen of night, I swear,
I am so far from granting thy request,
That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit !
And, by and by, intend to chide myself,
Ev’n for this time I spend in talking to thee.

Pro. I grant, sweet love, that I did love a lady: But she is dead.

Jul. [afide.] ?Twere false, if I should speak it ; For, I am sure, she is not buried.

3 You have your wish.] The tells him, if he wants her will word will is here anbiguous. he has it. He wilies to gain her will : the

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Sil. Say, that she be ; yet Valentine, thy friend,
Survives; to whom, thyself art witness,
I am betroth'd ; and art thou not asham'd
To wrong him with thy importunacy?
Pro. I likewise hear, that Valentine is dead.

Sil. And so, suppose, am l; for in his grave,
Affure thyself, my love is buried.

Pro. Sweet lady, let me rake it from the earth.

Sil. Go to thy lady's grave and call her thence, Or, at the least, in hers fepulchre thine.

Jul. (afide.] He heard not that.

Pro. Madam, if that your heart be so obdurate, Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love, The picture that is hanging in your chamber : To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and weep: For since the substance of your perfect self Is else devoted, I am but a shadow; And to your shadow will I make true love. Jul. [aside.] If 'twere a substance, you would, sure,

deceive it,
And make it but a shadow, as I am..

Sil. I'm very loath to be your idol, Sir;
But since your fallhood shall become you well *
To worship shadows, and adore false shapes,
Send to me in the morning, and I'll send it :
And so, good rest.

Pro. As wretches have o'er night,
That wait for execution in the morn.

(Exeunt Protheus and Silvia. Jul. Hoft, will you go? Hoft. By my hallidom, I was fast asleep. Jul. Pray you, where lies Sir Protheus ?

Hoft. Marry, at my house: trust me, I think, 'tis almost day.

Jul. Not so; but it hath been the longest night That e'er I watch'd, and the most heaviest. [Exeunt.

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Enter Eglamour.
Egl. This is the hour that Madam Silvia
Entreated me to call, and know her mind :
There's some great matter she'd employ mę in,
Madam, Madam!

Silvia, above at her window.
Sil. Who calls ?

Egl. Your servant, and your friend;
One that attends your lady ship's command,

Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good morrow.

Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself:
According to your ladyship's imposé,
I am thus early come, to know what service
It is your pleasure to command me in.
Sil

. O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman,
(Think not I Aatter, for, I swear, I do not)
Valiant and wise, remorseful, well accomplish'd ;
Thou art not ignorant, what dear good will
I bear unto the banish'd Valentine !
Nor how my father would enforce me marry
Vain Tburio, whom my very soul abhorr'd.
Thyself hast loy'd ; and I have heard chee say,
No grief did ever come so near thy heart,
As yhen thy lady and thy true love dy'd ;
Upon whose grave chou vow'dlt pure chattity:
Sir Eglamour, I would to Valensine,
To Mantua, where, I hear, he makes abode :
And, for the ways are dangerous to pass,
I do desire thy worthy.company;
Upon whose faith and honour í repose.
Urge not my facher's anger, Eglamour ;
But think upon my grief, a lady?s grief;
And on the justice of my Aying hence ;
To keep me from a most unholy match,
Which heay'n and fortune ftill reward with plagues.
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I do desire thee, even from a heart
As full of sorrows as the lea of sands,
To bear me company, and go with me :
If not; to hide what I have said to thee,
That I may venture to depart alone.

Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances ;
Which, since, I know, they virtuously are plac'd,
I give consent to go along with you ;
Recking as little what berideth me,
As much I wish all good befortune you.
When will you go?

Sil. This evening coming.
Egl. Where shall I meet you ?

Sil. At friar Patrick's cell ;
Where I intend holy confession.

Egl. I will not fail your ladyship: Good morrow, gentle lady.

Sil. Good morrow, kind Sir Eglamour. [Exeunt.

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Enter Launce with bis Dog. When a man's servant shall play the cur with him, look you, it goes hard : one that I brought up of a puppey, one that I sav'd from drowning, when three or four of his blind brothers and sisters went to it! I have taught him, even as one would say precisely, thus I would reach a dog. I went to deliver him, as a present to mistress Silvia from my master; and I came no sooner into the dining.chamber, but he steps me to her trencher, and steals her capon's leg. O, 'tis a foul thing, when a cur cannot keep himself in all companies! I would have, as one should say, one that takes upon him to be a dog tindeed, to be, as it were, a dog at all things. If I had no more wit than he, to take

Grievances.] Sorrows, for- I would have, &c. one that takes rowful affections.

upon him to be a dog, to be a dog + I believe we should read, indeed, to be, &c.

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