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SCENEII.— Milan. Court of the palace.

Enter Proteus. Pro. Already have Ibeen false to Valentine, And now I must beas unjust to Thurio. Under the colour of commending him I have access my ownlove to prefer; But Silvia is too fair, too true, too holy, To be corrupted with my worthless gifts. When I protest o to her, She twits me with my falsehood to my friend; When to her beauty I commend my vows, Shebids methink, how I have been forsworn Inbreaking faith with Julia, whom I lov’d. And, notwithstanding all her sudden quips, The least whereof would quellalover's hope, Yet, spaniel-like, the more she spurns § love, The more it grows, and fawneth on her still. . Buthere comes Thurio: now must we to her window, And give some evening musick to her ear. Enter'Thunio, and Musicians. Thu. How now, sir Proteus? are you crept before us? Pro. Ay, gentle Thurio; for, you know, thatlove Willcreepin service, where it cannot go. Thu, Ay, but, I hope, sir, that you love nothere. Pro. Sir, but I do; or else I would be hence. Thu. Whom? Silvia? Pro. Ay, Silvia, –for your sake. Thu. I thankyou for your own.—Now, gentlemen, Let's tune, and to it lustily a while ! 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 musick, and see the gentleman, that you ask'd for. Jul. But shall I hear him speak? Host. Ay, that you shall. Jul.That will be musick. Host. Hark! hark! Jul. Ishe among these? Host. Ay; but peace, let’s hear'em! SONG. JWho 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.

[Musick plays.

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 ...; ;
She excels each mortal thing,
Upon the dull earth duelling:
To her let us garlands bring !
Hose. How now? are you sadder, than you were be-
fore?
How do you, man? the musick likes you not.
Jul. You mistake; the musician likes me not.
Host. Why, my pretty youth 2
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. Hark, what fine change is in the musick!
Jul. Ay, that change is the spite.
Host. You would have them always playbutomething?
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 nick.

Jul. Where is Launce?
Host. Gone to seek his dog; which, to-morrow, by

his master's command, he must carry for apresent to his lady.

Jul. Peace! stand aside! the company parts.
Pro. Sir Thurio, fear not you ! I will so plead,
That you shall say, my cunning drift excels.
Thu. Where meet we?
Pro. At saint Gregory's well.
Thu. Farewell Eveunt Thurio and Musicians.
Silvia appears above, at her window.
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.
Sil. Sir Proteus, as I take it.
Pro. Sir Proteus, gentle lady, and your servant.
Sil. What is your will?
Pro. That I may compassyours.
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,
Even 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. Twere false, if I should speakit;
For, I am sure, she is not buried. [Aside.
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 importúnacy?
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!
Sil. Go to thy lady's grave, and call her’s thence;
Or, at the least, inher's sepulchre thine ! -
Jul. He heard not that. [Aside.
Pro. Madam, if your heart be so obdúrate,
Youchsafe 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 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. As wretches have o'ernight,
That wait for execution in the morn.

Host. I perceive, you delight not in musick. Jal. Not awhit, when itjars so.

[Ereunt Proteus; and Silvia, from above. Jul. Host, will you go?

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T-| || Act IV.] TWO GENTLEMEN OF VER ON A. 31 st. By my halidom, 1 was fast asleep. when a cur cannot kee himselfi o o, o: where lies sir Proteus 2 - **: would have, as one i. say, .o . I o Host. Marry, at my house. Trust me I think, 'tis al- to be a dog indeed,to be,as it were, a dog at all ". s ". o, most day. - - I had not had more witthan he, to take a fault ...; m. rt- Jul. Notso; but ithath been the longest might, that he did, I think verily, he had been hanged foot: Togeri watch'd, and the most heaviest. [Exeunt. |sure as I live, he had suffered fo you shall jud e. o He thrusts me himself into the company of three or . - SCENE III. — The same. §entlemen-like dogs, under the duke's table. ...i Enter Eglamoun..., . not been there (bless the mark) a pissing while, but all h Egl.This is the hour, that madam Silvia the chamber smelt him. Out with the dog! says one; * Entreated me to call, and know her mind; . *hat cur is that 2 says another; JWhip him out ! says There's some great matter, she'd employ me in- the third; Hang him up! says the duke. I, having Madam, madam | - been acquainted with the smell before, knew it was f Silvia appears above, at her window. Crab ; and goes me to the fellow that whips the dogs: | Sil. Who calls 7 Friend, quoth I, you mean to whip the dog? Zy, Egl. Your servant, and your friend; marry do I, quoth he. You do him the more wrong, Oh, that attends your ladyship's command. quoth I; 'twas I did the thing you wot of. He makes ot Áll. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good-morrow ! |me no more ado, but whips me out of the chamber. Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself! How many masters would do this for their servant? According to your ladyship'simpose, Nay, I’ll be sworm, I have sat on the stocks for pudJamthus early come, to know, what service dings he hath stolen, otherwise he had been executed: Itis your pleasure to command mein. I have stood on the pillory for geese he hath killed, * Sil. 0 Eglamour, thou art a gentleman, otherwise he had suffered for’t: thou think'st not of (Think not, Islatter, for, I swear, I do not.) this now! — Nay, I remember the trick, you served me, Valiant, wise, remorseful, well accomplished. when I took my leave of madam Silvia; did not Ibid t Thou art not ignorant, what dear good will thee still mark me, and do as I do? When didst thou Ibear unto the banish’d Valentine; see me heave up my leg, and make water against a gemNor, how my father would enforce mema tlewoman's farthingale? didst thou ever see me do such - Wain Thurio, whom my very soul abhorr'd. atrick? y Thyself hastlov’d; and I have heard thee say, Enter ProTEUs and JULIA. No grief did ever come so nearthy heart, Pro. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well, As when thy lady and thy true love died, And will employ thee in some service presently. Upon whose grave thou vow’dst pure chastity. Jul. In what you please;— I will do what I can. Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine, . Pro. I hope, thou wilt.—How now, you whoresom To Mantua, where, l hear, he makes abode; peasant? [To Launce. And, for the ways are dangerous to pass, Where have you been these two days loitering? I do desire thy worthy company, Laun. Marry, sir,I carried mistress Silvia the dog, you Upon whose faith and honour I repose. bade me. Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour, Pro. And what says she to my little jewel? But think upon my grief, a lady's grief; Laun. Marry, she says, your dog was a cur; and tells ls: And on the justice of my flying hence, you, currish thanks is good enough for such a present. s: To keep me from a most unholy match, Pro. But she received my dog? Which heaven and fortune still reward with plagues. Laun. No, indeed, she did not: here have I brought to Idodesire thee, even from aheart him back again. . . As full of sorrows, as the sea of sands, Pro. What, didst thon offer her this from me? * Tobearme company, and go with me: - Laun. Ay, sir, the other squirrel was stolen from me si Ifnot, to hide, what I have said to thee, by the hangman's boys in the marketplace: and then r That I may venture to depart alone. I offered her mine own; who is a dog as big, as ten of Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances; yours, and therefore the gift the greater. Which, since I know, they virtuously are plac'd, Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again, Igive consent to go along with you; Or ne'er return again into my sight! | Recking as little, what betideth me, Away, I say! Stay'st thou to vex me here? o As much I wish all good befortuneyou. A slave, that, still an end, turns me to shame. When will you go? [Exit Launce. to , oil. This evening coming. Sebastian, I have entertained thee, ." Egl. Where shall I meet you? Partly, that I have need of such a youth, Sil. At friar Patrick's cell, That can with some discretion domy business, Where I intend holy confession. For’tis no trusting to yon foolish lowt; Egl. I will not fail your ladyship. But, chiefly, for thy face, and thy behaviour; Goodmorrow, gentle lady! Which (if my augury deceive me not) Sil. Good-morrow, kindsir Eglamour! [Breunt. Witness good brin ging up, fortune, and truth; Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee. o SCENE IV. The same. Go presently, and take this ring with thee, 1. Enter LAUNCE, with his dog. Deliver it to madam Silvia? - When a man's servant shall play the cur with him, She loved me werl, deliver'd it to me. | look you,it goes hard:ome,that I brought up of a puppy Jul. It seems, you loved her not, to leave her tokeu: one, that Isaved from drowning, when three or four of She's dead, belike. his blind brothers and sisters went to it! I have taught| Pro. Not so; I think, she lives. him—even as one would say precisely, Thus would Jul. Alas! teach a dog. I was sent to deliver him, as a present to Pro. Why dost thou cry, alas?

mistress Silvia, from my master; and I came no sooner Jul. I cannot choose but pity her. o into the dining-chamber,but he steps me to her trench- Pro. Wherefore should'st thou pity her? o er, and steals her capon's leg. O, 'tis a foul thing, Jul. Because, methinks, that she loved you as well,

As you dolove {. lady Silvia:
She dreams on him, that has forgother 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 my lady,
I claim the promise for her heavenly picture.
Your message done, hie home unto my chamber,
Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary. -
[Exit Proteus.
Jul. How many women would do such a message?
Alas, poor Proteus' thou hastentertain'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,
To bind him to remember my good will:
And now am I (unhappy messenger)
To plead for that, which I would not obtain;
To carry that, which I would have refus'd;
To praise his faith, which I would have disprais'd.
I am my master's true confirmed love,
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,
As heaven, it knows, I would not have him speed.
Enter Silvia, attended.
Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my mean
To bring me, where to speak with madam Silvia.
Sil, What would you with her, if that I be she?

When she did think my masterlov'd her well,

She, in my judgment, was as fair, as you;
But since she did neglect her looking-glass,
And threw her sun-expelling mask away,
The airhath 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,
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-good,
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'sther.

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A virtuous gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful!
I hope my master's suit will be but cold,

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.
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 limes:
I know, they are stuff'd with protestations,
And full of new-found oaths, which he will break,
As easily, as I do tear his paper.
Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring.
Sil. The more shame for him, that he sends it me;
For, I have heard him say a thousand times,
His Julia gave it him at his departure:
Though his false finger hath profan'd the ring,
Mine shall not do his Juliaso 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 much.
Sil. Dost thou know her?
Jul. Almost as well, as I do know myself.
To think upon her woes, I do protest,

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 Islatter with myself too much.
Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow:
If that be all the difference in his love,
I'll get me such a coloured 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 respective in myself,
If this fond love were not a blinded god?
Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up!
For’tis thy rival. Othou senseless form,
Thou shalt be worshipp'd, kiss'd, lov’d, and ador'd;
And, were there sense in his idolatry,
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.

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That I have wept an hundred several times.
Sil. Belike, she thinks, that Proteus hath forsook her
Jul. I think she doth, and that's her cause of sorrow
Sil. Is she not passing fair?
Jul. She hath been fairer, madam, than she is:

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 am attended by some spies.

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Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues off;
If we recover that, we are sure enough. . [Exeunt.
SCENE II. The same. An apartment in the Duke's
palace.
Enter Taunto, Paoteus, and Julia.
Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit?
Pro, o sir, I find her milder than she was ;
And yet she takes exceptions at your person.
Thi. What, that my legis too long?
Pro. No ; that it is too little.
Thu. I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat rounder.
Pro. But love will not be spurr'd to what it loaths.
Thu. What says she to my face?
Pro. She savs it is a fair one.
Thu, Nay, then the wanton lies; my face is black.
Pro. But pearls are fair; and the old saying is,
Mack men are pearls in beauteous ladies' cyes.
Jul. "Tis true, such pearls as put out ladies' eyes;
For I had rather wink than look on them. [Aside.
Thu. How likes she my discourse?
Pro. Ill, when you talk of war.
Thu. But well, when I discourse of love, and peace?
Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your peace.
- Líside.
Thu. What says she to my valour?
Pro. O, sir, she makes no doubt of that.
Jul. She needs not, when she knows it cowardice.
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Thu. What says she to my birth 2
Pro. That you are well deriv'd.
Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool.
Thu. Considers she my possessions?
Pro, o, ay; and pities them.
Thu. Wherefore?
Jul. That such an ass should owe them.
Pro. That they are out by lease.
Jul. Here comes the duke.
Enter Duke.
Duke. How now, sir Proteus? how now, Thurio?
Which of you saw sir Eglamour of late 2
Thu. Not I.
Pro. Nor I.
Duke. Sawyou my daughter?
Pro. Neither. -
Duke. Why, then she's fled unto that peasant Valen-
And Eglamour is in her company. time;
'Tis true; for friar Laurence met them both,
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 it:
Besides, she did intend confession
At Patrick's cell this even ; and there she was not:
These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence.
Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse,
But mountyou presently; and meet with me
Upon the rising of the mountain-foot, -
That leads towards Mautua, whither they are fled.
Dispatch, sweetgentlemen, and follow me! [Exit.
Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl,
That lies her fortune when it follows her:
I'll after, more to be reveng'd on Eglamour,
Than for the love of reckless Silvia.
Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love,
Thau hate of Eglamour, that goes with her.
Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love,
Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love.

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SCENE III. Frontiers of Mantua. The Forest. Enter Silvia and Out-laws. Out. Come, come; Be patient, we must bring you to our captain. Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one Have learn'd mehow to brook this patiently.

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Gothon with her to the west end of the wood
There optain ; we’ll follow him that's fied :
To thicket is beset, he cannot 'scape.
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Sil. O Valentine, this I endure for thee. [Exeunt.
SCENE IV.--Anotherpart of the sorest.
Enter WALENTINE.
Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man!
This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods,
I better brook than flourishing peopled towns:
Here can I sit alone, unseen of any,
And, to the nightingale's complaining notes,
Tune my distresses, and record my woes.
O thou that dostinhabit in my breast,
Leave not the mansion so long tenantless;
Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall,
And leave no memory of what it was .
Repair me with thy presence, Silvia;
Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain –
What halloing, and what stir is this to-day?
These are my mates, that make their wills their law,
Have some unhappy passenger in chase:
They love me well; yet I have much to do,
To keep them from uncivil outrages.
Withdraw thee, Walentine; who's this comes here?
[Steps aside.
Enter ProTEUs, Silvi A, and JULIA.
Pro. Madam, this service I have done for you,
(Though you respect not aught your servant doth,)
To hazard life, and rescue you from him,
That would have forc'd your honour and your love.
Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look;
A smaller boom than this I cannot beg,
And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give.
P'al. How like a dream is this I see and hear!
Love, lend me patience to forbear a while.
Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am!
Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came,
But,by my coming, I have made you happy.
Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most unhappy.
Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your presence.
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Sil. Had I been seized by a hungrylion,
I would have been a breakfast to the beast,
Rather than have false Proteus rescue me.
O,heaven be judge, how I love Valentime,
Whose life's as tender to me as my soul;
And full as much, (for more there cannot be,)
I do detest false, perjur’d Proteus:
Therefore be gone, solicit me no more!

Pro: What dangerous action, stood it next to death,
Would I not undergo for one calm look?
O,tis the curse in love, and still approv’d,
When women cannot love where they're belov’d.

Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's belov’d. Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love, For whose dear sake thou did'st then rend thy faith Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths Descended into perjury, to love me. Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou had'st two, And that's far worse than none; better have none Than plural faith, which is too much by one; Thou counterfeit to thy true friend! Pro. In love, Who respects friends? Sil. All men but Proteus.

Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words
Can no way change you to a milder form,
I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end ;
And love you 'gainst the nature of love, force you.
Sil. O heaven
Pro. I'll force theeyield to my desire.
Pal. Russian, let go that rude uncivil touch;
Thou friend of an ill fashion
Pro. Walentine !
Mal. Thou common friend, that's without faith or
love;
(For such is a friend now,) treacherous man!
Thou hast beguil'd my hopes; nought but mine eye
Could have persuaded me. Now Idare not say
I have one friend alive; thou would'st disprove me.
Who should be trusted now, when one's right hand
Is perjur'd to the bosom? Proteus,
I am sorry I must never trust thee more,
But count the world a stranger for thy sake.
The private wound is deepest: 0 time, most curst!
*Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst
Pro. My shame and guilt confounds me. —
Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrow
Be a suslicientransom for offence,
I tender it here; I do as truly suffer,
As e'er I did commit.
J'al. Then I am paid;
And once again I do receive thee homest: —
Who by repentance is not satisfied,
Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleas'd;
By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeas'd : —
And, that my love may appear plaim and free,
All that was mine in Silvia I give thee.
Jul. O me, unhappy!
Pro. Look to the boy.
Wal. Why, boy! why, wag's how now? what is the
Look up; speak. matter?
Jul. O good sir, my master charg’d me
To deliver a ring to madam Silvia;
Which, out of my neglect, was never done.
I'ro. Where is that ring, boy?
Jul. Herc'tis; this is it.
Pro. How ! let me see:
Why this is the ring I gave to Julia.
Jul. O, cry you mercy, sir, I have mistook;
This is the ring you sent to Silvia.
[Shows another ring.
Pro. But, how cam'stthou by this ring? at my depart,
I gave it unto Julia.
Jul. And Julia herself did give it me;
And Julia herself hath brought it hither.
Pro. Iłow ! Julia |
Jul. Behold her, that gave aim to all thy oaths,
And entertain’d them deeply in her heart;
How of hast thou with perjury cleft the root!
O Proteus, let this habit make thee blush |
Be thou asham'd, that I have took upon me
Such an immodestraiment; if shame live
In a disguise of love:
It is the lesser blot, modesty finds,
Women to change their shapes, than men their minds.
Pro. Than men their minds! 'tis true: O heaven
were man
But constant, he were perfect: that one error

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Fills him with faults, makes him run through all sins:
Inconstancy falls off, ere it begins:
What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy
More fresh in Julia's with a constant eye?
Jal. Come, come, a hand from either:
Let me be blest to make this happy close;
'Twere pity two such friends should belong foes.
Pro. Bear witness, heaven, I have my wish for ever!
Jul. And I have mine.
Enter out-laws, with Duke and Thunio.
Out. A prize, a prize, a prize!
Pal. Forbear, I say; it is my lord the duke.
Your grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd,
Banished Valentime.
Duke. Sir Walentine!
Thu. Yonder is Silvia; and Silvia's mine.
Pal. Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy death;
Come not within the measure of my wrath:
Do not name Silvia thine; if once again,
Milan shall not behold thee. Here she stands,
Take but possession of her with a touch; –
I dare thee but to breathe upon my love:-
Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, 15
I hold him but a fool, that will endanger
His body for a girl, that loves him not:
I claim her not, and therefore she is thine.
Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou,
To make such means for her as thou hast done,
And leave her on such slight conditions. -
Now, by the honour of my ancestry,
I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine,
And think thee worthy of an empress' love.
Know, then, I here forget all former griefs,
Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again.-
Plead a new state in thy unrivall'd merit,
To which I thus subscribe, – sir Valentine,
Thou arta gentleman, and well deriv'd;
Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her;
Pal. I thank your grace; the gift hath made melo
I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake,
To grant one boom, that I shall ask of you.
Duke. I grant it for thine own, whate'er it be.
Val. These banish'd men, that I have kept withal,
Are men endued with worthy qualities;
Forgive them what they have committed here,
And let them be recall’d from their exile:
They are reformed, civil, full of good,
And fit for great employment, worthy lord. -
Duke. Thou hast prevail'd: I pardon them, andthee;
Dispose of them, as thou know'st their deserts.
Come, let us go ; we will include all jars
With triumphs, mirth, and rare solemnity.
Kal. And, as we walk along, Idare bebold
With our discourse to make your grace to smile;
What think you of this page, my lord? ..
Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him; he blushes.
Wal. I warrant you, my lord, more grace thanbo.
Duke. What mean you by that saying?
Kal. Please you, I'll tell you as we passalong,
That you will wonder what hath fortuned.—
Come, Proteus; 'tis your penance, but to hear
The story of your loves discovered:
That done, our day of marriage shall beyours;
one feast, one house, one mutual happiness. [Boo"

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