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She shall not long continue love to him.
But say, this weed her love from Valentine,
It follows not that she will love sir Thario.
Thu. Therefore, as you unwind her love
from him,

Lest it should ravel, and be good to none,
You must provide to bottom it on me:
Which must be done, by praising me as much
As you in worth dispraise sir Valentine.
Duke. And, Proteus, we dare trust you in
this kind;

Because we know, on Valentine's report,
You are already love's firm votary,

And cannot soon revolt and change your mind.
Upon this warrant shall you have access,
Where you with Silvia may confer at large;
For she is lumpish, heavy, melancholy,
And, for your friend's sake, will be glad of you;
Where you maytemper her,by your persuasion,
To hate young Valentine, and love my friend.
Pro. As much as I can do, I will effect:-
But you, sir Thurio, are not sharp enough;
You must lay lime, to tangle her desires,
By wailful sonnets, whose composed rhymes
Should be full fraught with serviceable vows.
Duke. Ay, much the force of heaven-bred
poesy.

Pro. Say, that upon the altar of her beauty You sacrifice your tears, your sighs, your heart:

Write till your ink be dry; and with your tears
Moist it again; and frame some feeling line,
That may discover such integrity :-
ForOrpheus' lute was strung with poets'sinews;
Whose golden touch could soften steel and
stones,

Make tigers tame, and huge leviathans
Forsake unsounded deeps to dance on sands.
After your dire-lamenting elegies,
Visit by night your lady's chamber-window
With some sweet concert: to their instruments
Tune a deploring dumpt; the night's dead
silence
[grievance.
Will well become such sweet complaining
This, or else nothing, will inherit her.

Duke. This discipline shows thou hast been in love.

Thu. And thy advice this night I'll put in practice:

Therefore, sweet Proteus, my direction-giver,
Let us into the city presently,
To sort some gentlemen well skill'd in music:
I have a sonnet, that will serve the turn,
To give the onset to thy good advice.

Duke. About it, gentlemen. [supper: Pro. We'll wait upon your grace till after And afterward determine our proceedings. Duke. Even now about it; I will pardon you. [Exeunt.

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SCENE I. A Forest, near Mantua.

Enter certain OUTLAWs.

1 Out. Fellows, stand fast; I see a passenger. 2 Out. If there be ten, shrink not, but down with 'em.

Enter VALENTINE and SPEED.

3 Out. Stand, sir, and throw us that you have about you;

If not, we'll make you sit, and rifle you. Speed. Sir, we are undone! these are the villains

That all the travellers do fear so much.
Val. My friends,-

[mies.

1 Out. That's not so, sir; we are your ene2 Out. Peace; we'll hear him.

3 Out. Ay, by my beard, will we; For he's a proper man.

[to lose; Val. Then know, that I have little wealth A man I am, cross'd with adversity: My riches are these poor habiliments, Of which if you should here disfurnish me, You take the sum and substance that I have. 2 Out. Whither travel you?

Val. To Verona.

1 Out. Whence came you? Val. From Milan.

3 Out. Have you long sojourn'd there? Val. Some sixteen months; and longer might have staid,

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If crooked fortune had not thwarted me. 1 Out. What, were you banish'd thence? Val. I was.

2 Out. For what offence? [rehearse : Val. For that which now torments me to I kill'd a man, whose death I much repent; But yet I slew him manfully in fight, Without false vantage, or base treachery.

1 Out. Why ne'er repent it,if it were done so : But were you banish'd for so small a fault? Vul. I was, and held me glad of such a doom. 1 Out. Have you the tongues ? Val. My youthful travel therein made me Or else I often had been miserable. [happy;

3 Out. By the bare scalp of Robin Hood's

fat friar,

This fellow were a king for our wild faction.
1 Out. We'll have him: sirs, a word.
Speed. Master, be one of them;
It is an honourable kind of thievery
Val. Peace, villain!

[take to?

2 Out. Tell us this: Have you any thing to Val. Nothing, but my fortune. [tlemen, 3 Out. Know, then, that some of us are gen. Such as the fory of ungovern'd youth Thrust from the company of awful men ; Myself was from Verona banished, For practising to steal away a lady, An heir, and near allied unto the duke.

2 Out. And I from Mantua, for a gentleman, Whom,in my mood**, I stabb'd unto the heart. Choose out. § Well-looking. ** Anger, resentment.

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1 Out. And I, for such like petty crimes as these.

But to the purpose,-(for we cite our faults,
That they may hold excus'd our lawless lives,)
And, partly, seeing you are beautified
With goodly shape; and by your own report
A linguist; and a man of such perfection,
As we do in our quality much want ;-

2 Out. Indeed, because you are a banish'd man, Therefore, above the rest, we parley to you: Are you content to be our general? To make a virtue of necessity,

And live, as we do, in this wilderness?

3 Out.What say'st thou? wilt thou be of our consórt?

Say, ay, and be the captain of us all : We'll do thee homage, and be rul'd by thee, Love thee as our commander, and our king. 1 Out. But if thou scorn our courtesy, thou diest.

2 Out. Thou shalt not live to brag what we have offer'd.

Val. I take your offer, and will live with you; Provided that you do no outrages On silly women, or poor passengers.

3 Out. No, we detest such vile base practices. Come, go with us, we'll bring thee to our crews, And show thee all the treasure we have got; Which, with ourselves, all rest at thy dispose. [Exeunt.

SCENE II. Milan. Court of the Palace. Enter PROTEUS.

Pro. Already have I been false to Valentine, And now I must be as unjust to Thurio, Under the colour of commending him, I have access my own love to prefer; But Silvia is too fair, too true, too holy, To be corrupted with my worthless gifts, When I protest true loyalty to her,

She twits me with my falsehood to my friend; When to her beauty I commend my vows, She bids me think, how I have been forsworn In breaking faith with Julia whom I lov'd: And, notwithstanding all her sudden quips, The least whereof would quell a lover's hope, Yet, spaniel-like, the more she spurns my love, The more it grows and fawneth on her still. But here comes Thurio: now must we to her window,

And give some evening music to her ear.

Enter THURIO, and Musicians.

Thu. How now, sir Proteus? are you crept before us? [love Pro. Ay, gentle Thurjo; for, you know, that Will creep in service where it cannot go. Thu. Ay, but, I hope, sir, that you love not

here.

Pro. Sir, but I do; or else I would be hence. Thu. Whom? Silvia?

Pro. Ay, Silvia,-for your sake.

Enter Host, at a distance; and JULIA in boy's clothes.

Host. Now, my young guest! methinks you're allycholly; I pray you, why is it? Jul. Marry, mine host, because I cannot be merry.

Host. Come, we'll have you merry: I'll bring you where you shall hear music, and see the gentleman that you ask'd for.

[Music plays.

Jul. But shall I hear him speak?
Host. Ay, that you shall.
Jul. That will be music.
Host. Hark! hark!
Jul. Is he among these?
Host. Ay: but peace, let's hear 'em.
SONG.

Who is Silvia? What is she,

That all our swains commend her?
Holy, fair, and wise is she;

The heavens such grace did lend her,
That she might admired be.
Is she kind, as she is fair?

For beauty lives with kindness:
Love doth to her eyes repair,

To help him of his blindness;
And, being help'd, inhabits there.
Then to Silvia let us sing,

That Silvia is excelling;
She excels each mortal thing,

Upon the dull earth dwelling:
To her let us garlands bring.

Host. How now? are you sadder than you were before?

How do you, man? the music likes you not.
Jul. You mistake; the musician likes me not.
Host. Why, my pretty youth?

Jul. He plays false, father.

Host. How? out of tune on the strings? Jul. Not so; but yet so false that he grieves my very heart-strings.

Host. You have a quick ear.

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

Host. I perceive, you delight not in music. Jul. Not a whit, when it jars so.

Host. Hark,what fine change is in the music! Jul. Ay; that change is the spite.

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

Jul. I would always have one play but one thing. But, host, doth this sir Proteus, that we talk on, often resort unto this gentlewoman?

Host. I tell you what Launce, his man, told me, he loved her out of all nickt.

Jul. Where is Launce?

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

Thu. I thank you for your own. Now, gen- That you shall say, my cunning drift excels.

tlemen,

Let's tune, and to it lustily a while.

• Passionate reproaches.

Thu. Where meet we?

Pro. At Saint Gregory's well.

Beyond all reckoning,

Thu, Farewell.

[Exeunt THURIO and Musicians. SILVIA appears above, at her window.

Pro. Madam, good even to your ladyship.
Sil. I thank you for your music, gentlemen:
Who is that, that spake?
[truth,
Pro. One, lady, if you knew his pure heart's
You'd quickly learn to know him by his voice.
Sil. Sir Proteus, as I take it.
Pro. Sir Proteus, gentle lady, and your ser-
Sil. What is your will?
[vant.

Pro.

That I may compass yours. Sil. You have your wish; my will is even this,

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 seduced by thy flattery,

That hast 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,

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Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself.
According to your ladyship's imposet,
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 swear, I do not,)
Valiant, wise, remorseful‡, well accomplish'd.
Thou art not ignorant, what dear good will

Even for this time I spend in talking to thee.I bear unto the banish'd Valentine;
Pro. I grant, sweet love, that I did love a
But she is dead.
[lady;
Jul. 'Twere false, if I should speak it;
For, I am sure, she is not buried. [Aside.
Sil. Say that she be; yet Valentine, thy
Survives; to whom, thyself art witness, [friend,
I am betroth'd: And art thou not asham❜d
To wrong him with thy importúnacy?

Pro. Ilikewise hear, that Valentine is dead.
Sil. And so, suppose, am I; for in his grave
Assure thyself, my love is buried.

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Pro. Sweet lady, let me rake it from the
earth.
[thence;
Sil. Go to thy lady's grave, and call her's
Or, at the least, in her's sepulchre thine.
Jul. He heard not that.
[Aside.
Pro. Madam, if 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:
Por, since the substance of your perfect self
Is else devoted, I am but a shadow:
And to your shadow I will make true love.
Jul. If 'twere a substance, you would, sure,
deceive it,

And make it but a shadow, as I am. [Aside.
Sil. I am very loth to be your idol, sir ;
But since your falsehood 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.

1

As wretches have o'ernight, That wait for execution in the morn. [Exeunt PROTEUS; and SILVIA from above.

Jul. Host, will you go?

Host. By my hailidom*, I was fast asleep. Jul. Pray you, where lies sir Proteus? Host. Marry, at my house: Trust me, I think, 'tis almost day.

Nor how my father would enforce me marry
Vain Thurio, who my very soul abhorr❜d.
Thyself hast lov'd; and I have heard thee say,
No grief did ever come so near thy heart,
As when thy lady and thy true love died,
Upon whose grave thou vow'dst 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 desire 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 justice of my flying hence,
To keep me from a most unholy match,
Which heaven and fortune still reward with
plagues.

I do desire thee, even from a heart
As full of sorrows as the sea 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 betideth 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.

SCENE IV. The same.
Enter LAUNCE, with his dog,

Laun. When a man's servant shall play the

Holy dame, blessed lady. + Injunction, command.

Pitiful,

§ Caring.

cur with him, look you, it goes hard: one that I brought up of a puppy; one that I saved from drowning, when three or four of his blind brothers and sisters went to it! I have taught himeven as one would say precisely, Thus I would teach a dog. I was sent to deliver him, as a present to mistress Silvia, from my master; and I came no sooner into the dining-cham. ber, 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 indeed, to be, as it were, a dog at all things. If I had not had more wit than he, to take a fault upon me that he did, I think verily he had been hanged for't; sure as I live, he had suffered for't: you shall judge. He thrusts me himself into the company of three or four gentlemen-like dogs, under the duke's table: he had not been there (bless the mark) a pissing while; but all the chamber smelt him. Out with the dog, says one; What cur is that? says another; Whip him out, says the third; Hang him up, says the duke. I, having been acquainted with the smell 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 me no more ado, but whips me out of the chamber. How many masters would do this for their servant? Nay, I'll be sworn, I have sat in the stocks for puddings he hath stolen, otherwise he had been executed: I have stood on the pillory for geese he hath killed, otherwise he had suffered for't: thou think'st not of this now!-Nay, I remember the trick you served me, when I took my leave of madam Silvia; did not I bid thee still mark me, and do as I do? When didst thou see me heave up my leg, and make water against a gentlewoman's farthingale? didst thou ever see me do such a trick?

Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog
Or ne'er return again into my sight. [again,
Away, I say: Stay'st thou to vex me here?
A slave, that, still an end †, turns me to shame.
[Exit LAUNCE.
Sebastian, I have entertained thee,
Partly, that I have need of such a youth,
That can with some discretion do my business,
For 'tis no trusting to yon foolish lowt;
But, chiefly, for thy face, and thy behaviour;
Which (if my augury deceive me not)
Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth:
Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee.
Go presently, and take this ring with thee,
Deliver it to madam Silvia:

She loved me well, deliver'd it to me.
Jul. It seems, you loved her not, to leave
She's dead, belike.
[her token:
Pro.
Not so; I think, she lives.

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Pro. Why dost thou cry, alas?
Jul. I cannot choose but pity her..
Pro. Wherefore should'st thou pity her?
Jul. Because, methinks, that she loved you
As you do love your lady Silvia: [as well
She dreams on him, that has forgot her love;
You dote on her, that cares not for your love.
'Tis pity, love should be so contrary;
And thinking on it makes me cry, alas!

Pro. Well, give her that ring, and therewithal
This letter;-that's her chamber.-Tell mylady,
I claim the promise for her heavenly picture.
Your message done,hie home unto mychamber,
Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary.
[Exit PROTEUS.
Jul. How many women would do such a
message?

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Alas, poor Proteus! thou hast entertain'd A fox, to be the shepherd of thy lambs: Alas, poor fool! why do I pity him That with his very heart despiseth me? Because he loves her, he despiseth me; Because I love him, I must pity him. This ring I gave him, when he parted from me, Enter PROTEUS and JULIA, To bind him to remember my good will: Pro. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well, And now am I (unhappy messenger) And will employ thee in some service presently. To plead for that, which I would not obtain ; Jul.Inwhat you please ;-Iwill do what Ican. To carry that which I would have refus'd; Pro. I hope, thou wilt.-How now, you Topraise his faith,which Iwould have disprais'd. whoreson peasant ? [TO LAUNCE.I ain my master's true confirmed love; Where have you been these two days loitering? Laun. Marry, sir, I carried mistress Silvia the dog you bade me.

Pro. And what says she, to my little jewel? Laun. Marry, she says, your dog was a cur; and tells you, currish thanks is good enough for such a present.

Pro. But she received my dog?

Laun. No, indeed, she did not: here have I brought him back again.

Pro. What, didst thou offer her this from me? Laun. Ay, sir; the other squirrel was stolen from me by the hangman's boys in the mar ket-place: and then I offered her mine own; who is a dog as big as ten of yours, and therefore the gift the greater.

* Restrain.

But cannot be true servant to my master,
Unless I prove false traitor to myself.
Yet I will woo for him: but yet so coldly,[speed.
As, heaven, it knows, I would not have him
Enter SILVIA, attended.
Gentlewoman,good day! I pray you, be my mean
To bring mewhere to speak with madam Silvia.

Sil. What would you with her,if that I be she?
Jul. If you be she, I do entreat your patience
To hear me speak the message I am sent on.
Sil. From whom?

Jul. From my master, sir Proteus, madam.
Sil. O !he sends you for a picture?
Jul. Ay, madam.

Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there.
Picture brought.

+ In the end.

Go, give your master this: tell him from me,
One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget,
Would better fit his chamber than this shadow.
Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter.
Pardon me, madam; I have unadvis'd
Delivered you a paper that I should not ;
This is the letter to your ladyship.

Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again.
Jul. It may not be; good madam, pardon me.
Sil. There, hold.

I will not look upon your master's lines:
I know, they are stuff'd with protestations,
And full of new-found oaths; which he will
As easily as I do tear his paper. [break
Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring.
Sil. The more shame for him that he sends it
For, I have heard him say a thousand times, [me;
His Julia gave it him at his departure":
Though his false finger hath profan'd the ring,
Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong.
Jul. She thanks you."
Sil. What say'st thou?
Jul. I thank you,madam,that you tender her:
Poor gentlewoman! my master wrongs her
Sil. Dost thou know her?
[much.

Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself:
To think upon her woes, I do protest,
That I have wept an hundred several times.
Sil. Belike, she thinks that Proteus hath for-
sook her.
[sorrow.
Jul. I think she doth, and that's her cause of
Sil. Is she not passing fair?

Jul. She hath been fairer,madam,than she is: When she did think my master lov'd her well, She, in my judgment, was as fair as you But since she did ueglect her looking-glass, And threw her sun expelling mask away, The air hath starv'd the roses in her cheeks, And pinch'd the lily-tincture of her face, That now she is become as black as I.

Sil. How tall was she?

Jul. About my stature: for, at Pentecost*, When all our pageants of delight were play'd, Our youth got me to play the woman's part, And I was trimm'd in madam Julia's gown, Which served me as fit, by all men's judgment,

SCENE 1. The same. An Abbey. Enter EGLAMOUR.

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As if the garment had been made for me;
Therefore, I know she is about my height.
And, at that time, I made her weep a-goud t,
For I did play a lamentable part:
Madam, 'twas Ariadne, passioning
For Theseus' perjury, and unjust flight;
Which I so lively acted with my tears,
That my poor mistress, moved therewithal,
Wept bitterly; and, would I might be dead,
If I in thought felt not her very sorrow!

Sil. She is beholden to thee, gentle youth!-Alas, poor lady! desolate and left!I weep myself, to think upon thy words. Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee this For thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou lov'st her. [Exit SILVIA.

Farewell.

Jul. And she shall thank you for't, if e'er you know her.

A virtuous gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful.
I hope my master's suit will be but cold,
Since she respects my mistress' love so much.
Alas, how love can trifle, with itself!!
Here is her picture: Let me see; I think,
If I had such a tire‡, this face of mine.
Were full as lovely as is this of hers:
And yet the painter flatter'd her a little, '
Unless I flatter with myself too much..
Her hair is anburn, mine is perfect yellow:
If that be
be all the difference in his love,
I'll get me such a colour'd periwig,
Her eyes are grey as glass; and so are mine:
Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine's as high.
What should it be, that he respects in her,
But I can make respectives in myself,
If this fond love were not a blinded god?
Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up,
For 'tis thy rival. O thou senseless form,
Thou shalt be worshipp'd, kiss'd, lov'd, and
And, were there sense in his idolatry, [ador'd;
My substance should be statue in thy stead.
I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress' sake,
That us'd me so; or else, by Jove I vow,
I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes,
To make my master out of love with thee.

ACT V.

Egl. The sun begins to gild the western sky;
And now, it is about the very hour
That Silvia, at Patrick's cell, should meet me..
She will not fail; for lovers break not hours,
Unless it be to come before their time;
So much they spur their expedition.
Enter SILVIA.

See, where she comes: Lady, a happy evening!
Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour!
Out at the postern by the abbey wall;
I fear, I ani attended by some spies.

• Whitsuntide.

[Exit.

Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues If we recover that, we are sure enough. [off; [Exeunt.

SCENE II. The same.. An Apartment in the Duke's Palace. Enter THURIO, PROTEUS, and JOLIA. Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit? Pro. U, sir, I find her milder than she was; And yet she takes exceptions at your person. Thu. What, that my leg is too long? Pro. Nu; that it is too little.

Thu. I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat rounder."

+ In good earnest. + Head dress.

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