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Or, at the least, in her's sepulchre thine.
If not, to hide what I have said to thee, Jul. [Aside.] He heard not that.
That I may venture to depart alone. Pro. Madam, if your heart be so obdurate,
Egl. Madam, I pity much your @grievances, Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love,
3 And the most true affections that you bear; The picture that is hanging in your chamber: Which since I know they virtuously are plac'd, To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and weep; I give consent to go along with you ; For, since the substance of your perfect self
Recking as little what betideth me, Is else devoted, I am but a shadow,
As much I wish all good befortune you. And to your shadow will I make true love.
When will you go?
This evening coming.
Egl. Where shall I meet you?
At friar Patrick's cell, Sil. I am very loth to be your idol, sir;
Where I intend holy confession. But, since your falsehood, i't shall become you well Egl. I will not fail your ladyship. Good morrow, To worship shadows, and adore false shape, Gentle lady. Send to me in the morning, and I'll send it.
Sil. Good morrow, kind sir Eglamour. [Exeunt. And good rest. Pro. As wretches have o'er night,
SCENE IV.-The Same. That wait for execution in the morn. [Exeunt PROTEUS and Silvia.
Enter LAUNCE with his dog. Jul. Host, will you go?
Launce. When a man's servant shall play the cur Host. By my
a halidom, I was fast asleep. with him, look you, it goes hard : one that I brought Jul. Pray you, where lies sir Proteus ?
up of a puppy; one that I saved from drowning, Host. Marry, at my house. Trust me, I think, 'tis when three or four of his blind brothers and sisters almost day.
went to it. I have taught him, even as one would Jul. Not so; but it hath been the longest night
say precisely, thus I would teach a dog. I was sent That e'er I watch'd, and the most heaviest. [Excunt. to deliver him as a present to mistress Silvia from
my master, and I came no sooner into the dining. SCENE III.--The Same.
chamber, but he steps me to her trencher, and steals Enter EGLAMOUR.
her capon's leg. O! 'tis a foul thing, when a cur
cannot & keep himself in all companies. I would Egl. This is the hour that madam Silvia
have, as one should say, one that takes upon him to Entreated me to call, and know her mind.
be a dog indeed, to be, as it were, a dog at all things. There's some great matter she'd employ me in.
If I had not had more wit than he, to take a fault Madam, madam!
upon me that he did, I think verily, he had been Enter Silvia abore, at her window. hang'd fort: sure as I live, he had suffer'd fort. Sil. Who calls ?
You shall judge. He thrusts me himself into the Egl. Your servant, and your friend; company of three or four gentleman-like doge under One that attends your ladyship's command.
the duke's table: he had not been there (bless the Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good morrow. mark) a pissing while, but all the chamber smelt Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself.
him. “ Out with the dog !" says one;
“ what cur is According to your ladyship's bimpose,
that ?" says another; “whip him out,” says the third ; I am thus carly come, to know what service “hang him up," says the duke. I, having been acIt is your pleasure to command me in.
quainted with the smell before, knew it was Crab, Sil. O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman,
and goes me to the fellow that whips the dogs : Think not I flatter, for I swear I do not,
"Friend," quoth I; ^"do you mean to whip the Valiant, wise, Cremorseful, well accomplish'd.
“Ay, marry, do I," quoth he. “You do Thou art not ignorant what dear good will
him the more wrong," quoth I; “'twas I did the I bear unto the banish'd Valentine;
thing you wot of.” He makes me no more ado, but Nor how my father would enforce me marry whips me out of the chamber. How many masters Vain Thurio, whom my very soul ”abhors.
would do this for his servant ? Nay, I'll be sworn I Thyself hast lov’d; and I have heard thee say, have sat in the stocks for puddings he hath stolen, No grief did ever como so near thy heart,
otherwise he had been executed: I have stood on As when thy lady and thy true love died,
the pillory for geese he hath kill'd, otherwise he had Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure d chastity. suffer'd for't: thou think'st not of this now.-Nay, I Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine,
remember the trick you served me, when I took my To Mantua, where, I hear, he makes abodo ; leave of madam Silvia. Did not I bid thee still And, for the ways are dangerous to pass,
mark me, and do as I do? When didst thou see I do desire thy worthy company,
me heave up my leg, and make water against a Upon whose faith and honor I repose.
gentlewoman's h farthingale? Didst thou ever see Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour,
me do such a trick ? But think upon my grief, a lady's grief;
Enter PROTEUS and JULIA.
Pro. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well,
Jul. In what you please: I will do what I can. As full of sorrows as the sea of sands,
Pro. I hope thou wilt.-How, now, you whoreson To bear me company, and go with me:
Where have you been these two days loitering? 2" By my halidom," i, e., by my faith.-Injunction; com. Launce. Marry, sir, I carried mistress Silvia the mand. Compassionate. — 4. Upon whose
grave thou dog you vow'det pure chastity." It was the custom in former times for widowers and widows to make vows of chastity, in honor of their deceased wives or husbands.
«Griefs. - Caring.-& Restrain._ Hoop petticoat.
Pro. And what says she to my little jewel ?
Sil. From whom? Launce. Marry, she says, your dog was a cur; and Jul. From my master, sir Proteus, madam. tells
you, currish thanks is good enough for such a Sil. O! he sends you for a picture. present.
Jul. Ay, madam.
[brought. Pro. But she receiv'd my dog ?
Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there. [A picture Launce. No, indeed, did she not. Here have I Go, give your master this: tell him from me, brought him back again.
One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget, Pro. What! didst thou offer her this I cur from me? Would better fit his chamber, than this shadow.
Launce. Ay, sir: the other squirrel was stolen from Jul. Madam, 3 so please you to peruse this lett: r.me by ? a hangman boy in the market-place; and Pardon me, madam, I have unadvis'd "[Giving a then I offer'd her mine own, who is a dog as big as Deliver'd you a paper that I should not: [letter. ten of yours, and therefore the gift the greater. This is the letter to your ladyship. 6[Giving another
Pro. Go; get thee hence, and find my dog again, Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again. [letter, Or ne'er return again into my sight.
Jul. It may not be: good madam, pardon me. Away, I say! Stayest thou to vox me here?
Sil. There, hold.
6[ Giving it back. A slave that still an * end turns me to shame. I will not look upon your master's lines:
[Exit LAUNCE. I know, they are stuff'd with protestations, Sebastian, I have entertained thee,
And full of new-found oaths, which he will break, Partly, that I have need of such a youth,
As easily as I do tear his paper. That can with some discretion do my business, Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring. For 'tis no trusting to yon foolish lowt;
Sil. The more shame for him that he sends it me; But, chiefly, for thy face, and thy behavior,
For, I have heard him sny, a thousand times, Which (if my augury deceive me not)
His Julia gave it him at his departure. Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth: Though his false finger have profan'd the ring, Therefore, know thou, for this I entertain thee. Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong. Go presently, and take this ring with thee:
Jul. She thanks you. Deliver it to madam Silvia.
Sil. What say'st thou ? She lov'd me well deliver'd it to me.
Jul. I thank you, madam, that you tender her. Jul. It seems, you lov'd not her, to bleave her token. Poor gentlewoman! my master wrongs her much. She's dead, belike?
Sil. Dost thou know her? Pro.
Not so: I think, she lives. Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself: Jul. Alas!
To think upon her woes, I do protest, Pro. Why dost thou cry alas ?
That I have wept a hundred several times. [her. Jul. I cannot choose but pity her.
Sil. Belike, she thinks, that Proteus hath forsook Pro. Wherefore shouldst thou pity her ?
Jul. I think she doth, and that's her cause of sorrow. Jul. Because, methinks, that she lov'd you as well Sil. Is she not passing fair ? As you do love your lady Silvia.
Jul. She hath been fairer, madam, than she is. She dreams on him, that has forgot her love; When she did think my master lov'd her well, You dote on her, that cares not for your love. She, in my judgment, was as fair as you; 'Tis pity, love should be so contrary,
But since she did neglect her looking-glass,
And threw her sun-expelling mask away,
Jul. How many women would do such a message? When all our pageants of delight were play'd, Alas, poor Proteus ! thou hast entertain'd
Our youth got me to play the woman's part, A fox to be the shepherd of thy lambs.
And I was trimm'd in madam Julia's gown, Alas, poor fool! why do I pity him,
Which served me as fit, by all men's judgments, That with his very heart despiseth me?
As if the garment had been made for me: Because he loves her, he despiseth me;
Therefore, I know she is about my height.
And at that time I made her weep 'a-good,
Madam, 'twas Ariadne, 6 passioning
For Theseus' perjury, and unjust flight; To plead for that which I would not obtain ; Which I so lively acted with my tears, To carry that which I would have refus'd;
That my poor mistress, moved therewithal, To praise his faith which I would have disprais'd. Wept bitterly; and, would I might be dead, I am my master's true confirmed love,
If I in thought felt not her very sorrow. But cannot be true servant to my master,
Sil. She is beholding to thee, gentle youth. Unless I prove false traitor to myself.
Alas, poor lady! desolate and left!Yet will I woo for him; but yet so coldly,
I weep myself, to think upon thy words. As, heaven it knows, I would not have him speed. Here, youth; there is my purse: I give thee this Enter Silvia, attended.
For thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou lov'st her.
Farewell. Gentlewoman, good day. I pray you, be my mean
[Exit Silvia. To bring me where to speak with madam Silvia.
Jul. And she shall thank you for't, if e'er you know Sil. What would you with her, if that I be she ?
A virtuous gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful! [her.Jul. If you be she, I do entreat your patience To hear me speak the message I am sent on.
• Esteem._4"Sun-expelling mask;" an allusion to an ancient custom of wearing masks or visors of velvet, to guard
the complexion against the effect of the sun's rays._Stained. ** Still an end," i. e, perpetually; generally. - Relin" A-good," i. e., in good earnest.- “ Passioning," i. e., in quish ; resign.
the beat of passion.
I hope my master's suit will be but cold,
Thu. But well, when I discourse of love and peace ? Since she respects my mistress' love so much.
Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your peace, Alas, how love can trifle with itself!
[Aside. Here is her picture. Let me see: I think,
Thu. What says she to my valor ? If I had such a a tire, this face of mine
Pro. O, sir! she makes no doubt of that. Were full as lovely as is this of hers;
Jul. She needs not, when she knows it cowardice. And yet the painter flatter'd her a little,
[Aside. Unless I flatter with myself too much.
Thu. What says she to my birth? Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow :
Pro. That you are well deriv'd. If that be all the difference in his love,
Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool. [Aside. I'll get me such a color'd periwig.
Thu. Considers she my 2 large possessions ?
Jul. That such an ass should d owe them. [Aside. But I can make brespective in myself,
Pro. That they are out by lease. If this fond love were not a blinded god ?
Jul. Here comes the duke.
Enter DUKE, 3 angrily.
Duke. How now, sir Proteus ! how now, Thurio!! And, were there sense in his idolatry,
Thu. Not I. My substance should be statue in thy stead.
Pro. Nor I. I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress' sake,
Duke. Saw you my daughter? That us'd me so; or else, by Jove I vow,
Pro. Neither. I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes,
Duke. Why, then
She's fled unto that peasant Valentine,
As he in penance wander'd through the forest:
Him he knew well; and guess'd that it was she,
But, being mask'd, he was not sure of her:
At Patrick's cell this even, and there she was not.
These likelihoods confirm her flight from bence: Egl. The sun begins to gild the western sky, Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse, And now it is about the very hour,
But mount you presently; and meet with me That Silvia at friar Patrick's cell should meet me. Upon the rising of the mountain-foot, She will not fail; for lovers break not hours, That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled. Unless it be to come before their time,
Dispatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. (Exit 5 So much they spur their expedition.
Thu. Wly, this it is to be a 'peevish girl, [in haste.
That flies her fortune when it follows her.
I'll after, more to be reveng'd on Eglamour,
Than for the love of reckless Silvia. [E.cit. Sil. Amen, amen. Go on, good Eglamour,
Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love, Out at the postern by the abbey-wall.
Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. [E.cit. I fear, I am attended by some spies.
Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love, Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues off; Than hate for Silvia that is gone for love. [Exit. If we recover that, we are sure enough. [Excunt.
SCENE III.-The Forest.
Enter Silvia, and Outlaws.
1 Out. Come, come; be patient, we must bring Enter Thurio, PROTEUS, and Julia.
you to our captain,
6 [ Drawing her in.
Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one
Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently.
2 Out. Come, bring her away. Thu. What! that my leg is too long?
1 Out. Where is the gentleman that was with her? Pro. No, that it is too little.
3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath outrun us; Thu. I'll wear a boot to make it somewhat rounder. But Moyses, and Valerius, follow him. Jul. But love will not be spurr'd to what it loathes. Go thou with her to the west end of the wood;
There is our captain. We'll follow him that's fled: Thu. What says she to my face?
The thicket is beset; he cannot 'scape. Pro. She says it is a fair one.
1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's cave. Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies: my face is black. Fear not; he bears an honorable mind, Pro. But pearls are fair, and the old saying is,
And will not use a woman lawlessly. Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes.
Sil. O Valentine! this I endure for thee. (Exeunt. Jul. 'Tis true, such pearls as put out ladies' eyes ; For I had rather wink than look on them. [ Aside.
SCENE IV.-Another Part of the Forest. Thu. How likes she my discourse ?
Enter ValenTINE. Pro. Ill, when you talk of war.
Val, How use doth breed a habit in a man!
7 These shadowy, desert, unfrequented woods, • Head-dress.—6" Respective," i, e., worthy of respect.• The word statue was formerly used to express a portrait d Possess._"Out by lease," i. e., leased out to another. or picture
"Foolish.-—-6 Heedless ; careless.
I better brook than flourishing peopled towns. Thou hast beguil'd my hopes: nought but mine eye Here can I sit alone, unseen of any,
Could have persuaded me. Now 7 dared I to say, And to the nightingale's complaining notes
I have one friend alive, thou wouldst disprove me. Tune my distresses, and record my woes.
Who should be trusted now, when one's right hand 0! thou that dost inhabit in my breast,
Is perjur'd to the bosom? Proteus, Leave not the mansion 'too long tenantless, I am sorry I must never trust thee more, Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall,
But count the world a stranger for thy sake. And leave no memory of what it was !
The private wound is deepest. O time most accurst ! Repair me with thy presence, Silvia !
'Mongst all 8 my foes a friend should be the worst ! Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain - Pro. My shame and desperate guilt at once conWhat hallooing, and what stir, is this to-day?
[Shouts. Forgive me, Valentine. If hearty sorrow
I tender 't here: I do as truly suffer,
Then, I am paid ; Withdraw thee, Valentine: who's this comes here? | And once again I do receive thee honest.
*[ Withdraws. Who by repentance is not satisfied, Enter PROTEUS, Silvia, and Julia.
Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleas'd :
By penitence th' Eternal's wrath's appeas'd.
Jul. O me unhappy!
the matter ? look up; speak. And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. Jul. O good sir! my master charg'd me to deliver
Val. How like a dream is this, I see, and hear! a ring to madam Silvia, which, out of my neglect, Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile. [Aside. was never done. Sil. O, miserable! unhappy that I am!
Pro. Where is that ring, boy? Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came; Ju. Here 'tis : this is it. [Gives a ring. But by my coming I have made you happy.
Pro. How! let me see. Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most unhappy. 10 This is the ring I gave to Julia. Jul. And me,when he approacheth to your presence. Jul. O! cry you mercy, sir; I have mistook :
[ Aside. This is the ring you sent to Silvia. [Shows another Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion,
Pro. But, how cam'st thou by this ring? [ring. I would have been a breakfast to the beast,
At my depart I gave this unto Julia. Rather than have false Proteus rescue me.
Jul. And Julia herself did give it me; 0, heaven! be judge, how I love Valentine, And Julia herself hath brought it hither. Whose life's as b tender to me as my soul;
Pro. How? Julia ! 11 [ Discovering herself. And full as much (for more there cannot be)
Jul. Behold her that gave daim to all thy vaths, I do detest false, perjur'd Proteus :
And entertain'd them deeply in her heart : Therefore be gone: solicit me no more.
How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root ! Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to death, O Proteus ! let this habit make thee blush: Would I not undergo for one calm look.
Be thou asham'd, that I have took upon mo 0! 'tis the curse in love, and still approv'd, Such an immodest raiment; if shaine live When women cannot love where they're belov'd. In a disguise of love.
Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's belov’d. It is the lesser blot, modesty finds, Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love,
Women to change their shapes, than men their minds. For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faith Pro. Than men their minds : 'tis true. O heaven! Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths Descended into perjury to love me.
But constant, he were perfect: that one error Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou’dst two, Fills him with faults; makes him run through all the And that's far worse than none: better have none Inconstancy falls off, ere it begins.
[sins: Than plural faith, which is too much by one. What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy Thou counterfeit to thy true friend!
More fresh in Julia's, with a constant eye ? Pro.
Val. Come, come, a hand from either.
Let me be blest to make this happy close :
'Twere pity two such friends should be long foes. Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words Pro. Bear witness, heaven, I have my wish for ever. Can no way change you to a milder form,
Jul. And I mine.
Enter Outlaws, with Duke and Tuurio.
Out. A prize! a prize! a prize! [duke.-
Val. Forbear: forbear, I say; it is my lord the
Sir Valentine !
Thu. Yonder is Silvia ; and Silvia's mine. Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or (For such is a friend now) treacherous man !
Val. Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy death. Come not within the measure of my wrath :
• To " record" anciently signified to sing.–6 Dear.-—- " Approved," i. e., confirmed by proof.
d“Her that gave aim," i. e., that was the mark.- "The root," i. e., of her heart,
Do not name Silvia thine; if once again,
Duke. I grant it for thine own, whate'er it be. 1 Milano shall not hold thee. Here she stands : Val. These banish'd men, that I have kept withal, Take but possession of her with a touch.
Are men endued with worthy qualities; I dare thee but to breathe upon my love.
Forgive them what they have committed here, Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I. And let them be recall d from their exile. I hold him but a fool, that will endanger
They are reformed, civil, full of good, His body for a girl that loves him not:
And fit for great employment, worthy lord. [thee: I claim her not, and therefore she is thine.
Duke. Thou hast prevail'd; I pardon them, and Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou, Dispose of them, as thou know'st their deserts, To make such a means for her as thou hast done, Come; let us go: we will conclude all jars And leave her on such slight conditions.
With "triumphs, mirth, and rare solemnity, Now, by the honor of my ancestry,
Val. And as we walk along, I dare be bold I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine,
With our discourse to make your grace to smile. And think thee worthy of an empress' love. What think you of this 3 stripling page, my lord ? Know then, I here forget all former griefs,
Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him: he blushes. Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again,
Val. I warrant you, my lord, more grace than boy. Plead a new state in thy unrivall’d merit,
Duke. What mean you by that saying, * Valentine ? To which I thus subscribe.-Sir Valentine,
Val. Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along, Thou art a gentleman, and well deriv'd:
That you will wonder what hath fortuned.Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her. Come, Proteus; 'tis your penance, but to hear
Val. I thank your grace; the gift hath made me The story of your love's discoverer:
[Exeunt. To make such means," i. e., to make such interest, to take such disingenuous pains.- Recall.