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 mufick likes you not.
Jul. You mistake; the musician likes me not.
Hoft. Why, my pretty youth?

Jul. He plays falfe, father.

Hoft. How, out of tune on the ftrings?

Jul. Not fo; but yet fo falfe, that he grieves my very heart-ftrings.

Hot. You have a quick ear.

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

Hoft. I perceive you delight not in mufick.

Jul. Not a whit, when it jars fo.

Hoft. Hark, what fine change is in the mufick.
ful. Ay; that change is the spite.

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

ful. I would always have One play but one thing. But, hoft, doth this Sir Protheus, that we talk on, Often refort unto this gentlewoman?

Hoft. I tell you what Launce, his man, told me, he lov'd her out of all nick. 2

Jul. Where is Launce?

Hoft. Gone to feek his dog, which to-morrow, by his master's command, he muft carry for a prefent to his lady.

Jul. Peace, ftand afide, the company parts.

2 Out of all nick.] Beyond all ings are kept upon nicked or reckoning or count. Reckon

notched flicks or tallies.

WARBURTON.

Pro.

Pro. Sir Thurio, fear not you; I will fo plead, That you fhall fay, my cunning drift excels.

Thu. Where meet we?

Pro. At St. Gregory's well.

Thu. Farewel.

[Exeunt Thurio and mufick.

SCEN E IV.

Silvia above, at her window.

Pro. Madam, good even to your ladyfhip.
Sil. I thank you for your mufick, 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 Protheus, as I take it.

Pro. Sir Protheus, gentle lady, and your fervant.
Sil. What is your will?

Pro. That I may compafs yours.

Sil. You have your wifh; my will is even this, 3
That presently you hie you home to bed.
Thou fubtle, perjur'd, falfe, difloyal man!
Think'ft thou I am fo fhallow, fo conceitlefs,
To be feduced by thy flattery,

That haft deceiv'd fo many with thy vows?
Return, return, and make thy love amends.
For me, by this pale queen of night, I fwear,
I am fo far from granting thy request,
That I defpife thee for thy wrongful fuit!
And, by and by, intend to chide myself,
Ev'n for this time I fpend in talking to thee.

Pro. I grant, fweet love, that I did love a lady; But he is dead.

Jul. [afide.] 'Twere false, if I should speak it; For, I am fure, fhe is not buried.

3 You have your wish.] The word will is here ambiguous. He wishes to gain her will: the

tells him, if he wants her will he has it.

Sil.

Sil. Say, that fhe 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 likewife hear, that Valentine is dead.

Sil. And fo, fuppofe, am I; for in his

Affure thyself, my love is buried.

grave,

Pro. Sweet lady, let me rake it from the earth.
Sil. Go to thy lady's grave and call her thence,
Or, at the leaft, in hers fepulchre thine.
Jul. [afide.] He heard not that.

Pro. Madam, if that your heart be fo 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 figh and weep:
For fince the fubftance of your perfect self
Is elfe devoted, I am but a fhadow;

And to your fhadow will I make true love.

Jul. [afide.] If 'twere a fubftance, you would, fure, deceive it,

And make it but a fhadow, as I am.

Sil. I'm very loath to be your idol, Sir;

But fince your falfhood fhall become you well *
To worship shadows, and adore false shapes,
Send to me in the morning, and I'll send it:
And fo, 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 houfe: truft me, I think, 'tis almost day.

Jul. Not fo; but it hath been the longest night That e'er I watch'd, and the most heavieft.

[Exeunt.

*This is hardly fenfe. We may But fince you're falle, it should be

read, with very little alteration,

come you well.

SCENE

*

SCENE. V.

Enter Eglamour.

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

Silvia, above at her window.

Sil. Who calls?

Egl. Your fervant, and your friend; One that attends your lady fhip's command,

Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good morrow. Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself: According to your ladyfhip's impofe,

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 flatter, for, I fwear, I do not)
Valiant and wife, 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 Thurio, whom my very foul abhorr❜d.
Thyself haft lov'd; and I have heard thee fay,
No grief did ever come fo near thy heart,
As when thy lady and thy true love dy'd:
Upon whofe grave thou vow'dft pure chastity.
Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine,

To Mantua, where, I hear, he makes abode :
And, for the ways are dangerous to pass,
I do defire thy worthy company;
Upon whose faith and honour I repose.
Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour;
But think upon my grief, a lady's grief;
And on the juftice of my flying hence;
To keep me from a most unholy match,
Which heav'n and fortune ftill reward with plagues.
VOL. I.

R

I do

I do defire thee, even from a heart

As full of forrows as the fea of fands,
To bear me company, and go with me:
If not; to hide what I have faid to thee,
That I may venture to depart alone.

Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances;
Which, fince, I know, they virtuously are plac'd,
I give confent to go along with you;
Recking as little what betideth me,

As much I wish all good befortune you.
When will you go?

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 ladyship:

Good morrow, gentle lady.

Sil. Good morrow, kind Sir Eglamour.

SCEN E VI.

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 puppey, 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 precisely, thus I would teach a dog. I went to deliver him, as a prefent to mistress Silvia from my master; and I came no fooner into the dining-chamber, but he fteps 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 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

* Grievances.] Sorrows, forrowful affections.

I believe we fhould read,

I would have, &c. one that takes
upon him to be a dog, to be a dog
indeed, to be, &c.
a fault