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Hot. Now, my young guest, methinks, you're melancholy:

SCENE III.
Enter Hoft, and Julia in boy's cloths.

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what is it?
Jul. Marry, mine host, because I cannot be merry.

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

Jul. But shall I hear him speak?
Hoft. Ay, that

you

shall.
Jul. That will be musick.
Hoft. Hark, hark !
Jul. Is he among these?
Hoft. Ay; but peace, let's hear 'em.

SON G.
Who is Silvia ? what is me,

That all our swains commend her?
Holy, fair, and wife is she;
The heav'n such grace did lend her,

That he might admired be.
Is je kind as she is fair

r?
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 fong,

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

To her let us garlands bring.
Hoft. How now? are you fadder than you were before? how
do you, man? the musick likes you not.
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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 fo 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 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 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, hoft, doth this fir Protheus, that we talk on,
Often resort unto this gentlewoman?

Hoft. 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 afide, the company parts.

Pro. Sir Thurio, fear not; I will so plead,
That you shall say, my cunning drift excels.

Thů. Where meet we?
Pro. At saint Gregory's well.
Tbd. Farewel !

[Exe. Thu, and mufick.

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Enter Silvia above.
Pro. Madam, good even to your ladyship!
Sil. I thank

you
for

your musick, 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.

Chat presently you
Sil. You have your wilh; my will is ever this,

Sil, Sir Protheus, as I take it.
Pro. Sir Protheus, gentle lady, and your servant.
Sil. What is your

will?
Pro. That I may compass yours.

hie
you

home to bed. hou subtle, perjur’d, false

, disloyal man!
Think'st thou, I am so shallow, so conceitless,
To be seduced 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.

Sil. Say, that she be; yet Valentine thy friend
Survives, to whom, even 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 I; for in his grave, Assure thyself, my love is buried.

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

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

Jul. [aside.] He heard not that.

Pro. Madam, if your heart be so
Obdurate, o, vouchsafe me yet your picture,
The picture that is hanging in your chamber :
To that I'll speak, to that I'll figh, and weep:
For since the substance of your perfect felf

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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, fir;
But, since your falshood 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.

[Exe. Pro, and Sil. Jul. Hoft, will you go? Hoft. By my hallidom, I was fast asleep. Jul. Pray you, where lyes fir 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 heavy one. [Exeunt.

SC EN E V.

Enter Eglamour.
Egl. HIS is the hour that madam Silvia

Entreated me to call, and know her mind :
There's some great matter she'd employ me in.
Madam!

Enter Silvia above.
Sil. Who calls ?

Egl. Your servant, and your friend;
One that attends your ladyship’s command.

Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good-morrow I

Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself:
According to your ladyship's impose,
I am thus early come, to know what service
It is your pleasure to command me in.
Sil. o Eglamour, thou art a gentleman,

Valiant and wise, remorseful, well accomplishd;
I bear unto the banish'd Valentine ;

(Think not I Aatter, for, I swear, I do not)

art not ignorant what dear good will

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ain

how my father would enforce me marry
Thurio, whom my very

my very soul abhors.
y self haft lov’d; and I have heard thee say,
No grief did come so near unto thy heart,
As when thy lady and thy true love dy’d;
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,

Po keep me from a most unholy match,
Which heav'n 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.

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