Is she kind, as she is fair?

And by and by intend to chide myseli,
For beauty lives with kindness :

Even for this time I spend in talking to thee.
Lore doth to her eyes repair,

Pro. I grant, sweet love, that I did love a lady; To help him of his blindness ;

But she is dead. And, being help'd, inhabits there.

Jul. "Twere false, if I should speak it;

For, I am sure, she is not buried. (Aside. Then to Silvia let us sing,

Sil. Say, that she be; yet Valentine, thy friend, That Silvia is excelling;

Survives; to whom, thyself art witness, She excels each mortal thing,

I am betroth'd: And art thou not asham'd Upon the dull earth dwelling.

To wrong him with thy importúnacy? To her let us garlands bring.

Pro. I likewise hear, that Valentine is dead.

Sil. And so, suppose, am I; for in his grave, Host. How now? are you sadder than you were

Assure thyself, my love is buried. before?

Pro. Sweet lady, let me rake it from the earth. How do you, man the music likes you not.

Sil. Go to thy lady's grave, and call her's thence; Jul. You mistake; the musician likes me not.

Or, at the least, in her's sepulchre thine. Host. Why, my pretty youth?

Jul. He heard not that."

(Aside. Jul. He plays false, father.

Pro. Madam, if your heart be so obdurate, Host. How? out of tune on the strings ?

Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love, Jul. Not so; but yet so false that he grieves my | To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and weep.:

The picture that is hanging in your chamber; very heart-strings. Host. You have a quick ear.

For, since the substance of your perfect self Jul. Ay, I would I were deaf! it makes me bave Is else devoted, I am but a shadow; a slow heart.

And to your shadow I will make true love. Host. I perceive, you delight not in music.

Jul. If 'twere a substance, you would, sure, deJul. Not a whit, when it jars so.

ceive it, Host. Hark, what fine change is in the music : || And make it but a shadow, as I am. (.Aside. Jul. Ay; that change is the spite.

Sil. I am very loth to be your idol, sir ; Host. You would have them always play but| But, since your falsehood shall become you well one thing?

To worship shadows, and adore false shapes, Jul. I would always have one play but one | Send to me in the morning, and I'll send it:

And so good rest. thing.

Pro. But, host, doth this sir Proteus, that we talk on,

As wretches have o'er-night, Often resort unto this gentlewoman?

That wait for execution in the morn. Host. I tell you what Launce, bis man, told me,

Exeunt Proteus ; and Silvia, from above. he loved her out of all nick..

Jul. Host, will you go? Jul. Where is Launce?

Host. By my hallidom,2 I was fast asleep. Host. Gone to seek his dog; which, to-morrow,

Jul. Pray you, where lies sir Proteus ? br his master's command, he must carry for a

Host. Marry, at my house : Trust me, I think

'tis almost day. present to bis lady. Jul. Peace! stand aside! the company parts.

Jul. Not so; but it hath been the longest night Pro. Sir Thurio, fear not you! I will so plead,||That e'er I watch'd, and the most heaviest. That you shall say, my cunning drift excels.

(Exeunt. Thu. Where meet we? Pro. At saint Gregory's well.

SCENE III.—The same. Enter Eglamour. Thu, Farewell. (Exeunt Thurio and Musicians. Entreated me to call, and know her mind ;

Egl. This is the bour that madam Silvia

There's some great matter she'd employ me in.-
Silvia appears above, at her window.

Madam, madam!
Pro. Madam, good even to your ladyship.
Sil. I thank you for your music, gentlemen :

Silvia appears above, at her window.
Who is that, that spake?

Sil. Who calls ? Pro, One, lady, if you knew his pure heart's Egl.

Your servant, and your friend; truth,

One that attends your ladyship's command.
You'd quickly learn to know him by his voice. Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good-mor-

Sil. Sir Proteus, as I take it.
Pro. Sir Proteus, gentle lady, and your servant. Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself.
Sil. What is your will ?

According to your ladyship's impose, 3
Pro.

That I may compass yours. I am thus early come, to know what service Sil. You have your wish; my will is even this,- It is your pleasure to command me in. That presently you hie you home to bed. Sii. O Èglamour, thou art a gentleman Thou subtle, perjur'd, false, disloyal man! (Think not, I flatter, for, I swear, I do not) Think'st thou, I am so shallow, so conceitless, Valiant, wise, remorseful, well accomplish d. To be seduced by thy flattery,

Thou art not ignorant, what dear good will That hast dec

'd so many with thy vows? I bear unto the banish'd Valentine ; Return, return, and make thy love amends. Nor how iny father would enforce me marry For me, --by this pale queen of night I swear, I am so far from granting thy request,

Vain Thurio, whom my very soul abhorr'd.

Thyself hast lov'd; and I have heard thee say, That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit ;

No grief did ever come so near your heart,

As when thy lady and thy true love died, (1) Beyond all reckoning,

(4) Pitiful. (2) Holy dame, blessed lady.

(3) Injunction, command.

.

F

a

Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity. served me, when I took my leave of madam Silvia; Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine,

did not I bid thee still mark me, and do as I do? To Mantua, where, I hear, he makes abode ; When didst thou see me heave up my leg, and make And, for the ways are dangerous to pass, water against a gentlewoman's farthingale ? didst I do desire thy worthy company,

thou ever see me do such a trick ? Upon whose faith and honour | repose. Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour,

Enter Proteus and Julia. But think upon my grief, a lady's grief ;

Pro. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well, And on the justice of my flying hence,

And will employ thee in some service presently. To keep me from a most unholy match,

Jul. In what you please ;-I will do what I can. Which heaven and fortune still reward with

Pro. I hope, thou wilt.-How now, you whoreplagues.

son peasant ?

[o Launce. I do desire thee, even from a heart

Where have you been these two days loitering ? As full of sorrows as the sea of sands,

Laun. Marry, sir, I carried mistress Silvia the To bear me company, and go with me:

dog you bade me. If not, to hide what I have said to thee,

Pro. And what says she, to my little jewel? That I may venture to depart alone.

Laun. Marry, she says, your dog was a cur; Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances;

and tells you, currish thanks is good enough for Which since I know they virtuously are plac’d,

such a present. I give consent to go along with you ;

Pro. But she received my dog? Recking! as little what betideth me,

Laun. No, indeed, she did not : here have I As much I wish all good befortune you. When will you go?

brought him back again.

Pro. What, didst thou offer her this from me ? Sil. This evening coming.

Laun. Ay, sir; the other squirrel was stolen Egl. Where shall I'meet you?

from me by the hangman's boys in the marketSil.

Ảt friar Patrick's cell, | place: and then I offered her mine own; who is a Where I intend holy confession. Egl. I will not fail your lady ship:

dog as big as ten of yours, and therefore the gift

the greater. Good-morrow, gentle lady.

Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again, Sil. Good-morrow, kind sir Eglamour.

Or ne'er return again unto my sight.
[Exeunt. Away, I say : Stay’st thou to vex me here?

A slave, that, still an end,3 turns me to shame. SCENE IV.-The same. Enter Launce, with

(Exit Launce. his dog.

Sebastian, I have entertained thee,

Partly, that I have need of such a youth, When a man's servant shall play the cur with || That can with some discretion do my business, him, look you, it goes hard : one that I brought up For 'tis no trusting to yon foolish lowt: of a puppy; one that I saved from drowning, when But, chiefly, for thy face, and thy behaviour; three or four of his blind brothers and sisters went Which (if my augury deceive me not) to it! I have taught him-even as one would say || Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth : precisely, Thus I would teach a dog. I was sent | Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee. to deliver him, as a present to mistress Silvia, from Go presently, and take this ring with thee, my master; and I came no sooner into the dining: Deliver it to madam Silvia : chamber, but he steps me to her trencher, and she loved me well, deliver'd it to me. steals her capon's leg. O, 'tis a foul thing, when

Jul. It seems you loved her not, to leave her a cur cannot keep2 himself in all companies ! I

token : would have, as one should say, one that takes upon She's dead, belike. him to be a dog indeed, to be, as it were, a dog at Pro.

Not so; I think, she lives. all things. If I had not had more wit than he, to Jul. Alas! take a fault upon me that he did, I think verily he Pro. Why dost thou cry, alas? had been hanged fort; sure as I live, he had suf- Jul. I cannot choose but pity her. fered for't: you shall judge. He thrusts me him

Pro. Wherefore should'st thou pity her? self into the company of three or four gentlemen- Jul. Because, methinks, that she loved you as like dogs, under the duke's table: he had not been

well there (bless the mark) a pissing while; but all the As you do love your lady Silvia : chamber smelt him.' Out with the dog, says one ; She dreams on him, that has forgot her love ; What cur is that? says another; Whip him out, You dote on her, that cares not for your love. says the third; Hang him up, says the duke. 1, || 'Tis pity, love should be so contrary; having been acquainted with the smell before, || And thinking on it makes me cry, alas! knew it was Crab; and goes me to the fellow that whips the dogs: Friend, quoth I, you mean to This letter ;-that's her chamber.—Tell my lady,

Pro. Well, give her that ring, and therewithal whip the dog? Ay, marry, do I, quoth he. You I claim the promise for her heavenly picture. do him the more wrong, quoth I; 'twas I did the Your message done, hie home unto my chamber, thing you wot of. He makes me no more ado,|| Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary. but whips me out of the chamber. How many

[Exit Proteus. masters would do this for their servant? Nay, I'll

Jul. How many women would do such a mesbe sworn, I have sat in the stocks for puddings he hath stolen, otherwise be had been executed : 1 Alas, poor Proteus! thou hast entertain'd have stood on the pillory for geese he hath killed,|| A fox, to be the shepherd of thy lambs : otherwise he had suffered for’t : thou think'st not Alas, poor fool! Why do I pity him of this now !-Nay, I remember the trick you|| That with his very heart despiseth me?

Because he loves her, he despiseth me; (1) Caring. (2) Restrain. (3) In the end. Because I love him, I must pity him.

sage?

This ring I gave him, when he parted from me, As if the garment had been made for me ;
To bind him to remember my good will: Therefore, I know she is about my height.
And now am I (unhappy messenger)

And, at that time, I made her weep a-good,2
To plead for that, which I would not obtain; For I did play a lamentable part;
To carry that which I would have refus'd; Madam, 'twas Ariadne, passioning,
To praise his faith, which I would have disprais'd. For Theseus' perjury, and unjust flight;
I arn my master's true confirmed love;

Which I so lively acted with my tears,
But cannot be true servant to my master, That my poor mistress, moved therewithal,
Unless I prove false traitor to myself.

Wept bitterly; and, would I might be dead,
Yet I will woo for him : but yet so coldly, If I in thought felt not her very sorrow!
As, heaven, it knows, I would not have him speed. Sil. She is beholden to thee, gentle youth !

Alas, poor lady! desolate and left!-
Enter Silvia, attended.

I weep myself, to think upon thy words.
Gentlewoman, good day! I

Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee this be my mean

pray you, To bring me where to speak with madam Silvia.

For thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou lov'st her.

Farewell. Sil. What would you with her, if that I be she?

(Exit Silvia. Jul. If you be she, I do entreat your patience

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

know her.To hear me speak the message I am sent on. Sil. From wbom?

A virtuous gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful. Jul. From my master, sir Proteus, madam.

I hope my master's suit will be but cold, Sil. 0 %He sends you for a picture ?

Since she respects my mistress' love so much. Jul. Ay, madam.

Alas, how love can triile with itself! Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there.

Here is her picture : Let me see; I think,
[Picture brought. || Were full as lovely as is this of hers :

If I had such a tire,3 this face of mine
Go, give your master this : tell him from me,
One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget,

And yet the painter flatter'd her a little,
Would better fit his chamber, than this shadow.

Unless I flatter with myself too much.

Her bair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow :
Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter.—
Pardon me, madam ; I have unadvis'd

If that be all the difference in his love,
Delivered you a paper that I should not;

I'll get me such a colour'd periwig. This is the letter to your ladyship.

Her eyes are grey as glass ; and so are mine :

Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine's as high. Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again.

What should it be, that he respects in her, Jul. It may not be ; good madam, pardon me.

But I can make respective in myself,
Sil. There, hold.

If this fond love were not a blinded god ?
I will not look upon your master's lines :
I know, they are stuff'd with protestations,

Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up,
And full of new-found oaths; which he will break For 'tis thy rival. O thou senseless form!
As easily as I do tear his paper.

Thou shalt be worshipp'd, kiss'd, lov'd, and ador'd; Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring. My substance should be statue in thy stead.

And, were there sense in his idolatry,
Sil. The more shame for him that he sends it me ; || I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress sake,
For, I have beard him say a thousand times,
His Julia gave it him at his departure :

That us'd me so; or else, by Jove I vow,

I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes, Though his false finger hath profan'd the ring, Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong.

To make my master out of love with thee. (Exit. 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.

ACT V. Sil. Dost thou know her?

SCENE I.-The same.

An abbey.

Enter Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself:

Eglamour.
To think upon her woes, I do protest,
That I have wept a hundred several times.

Egl. The sun begins to gild the western sky; Sil. Belike, she thinks that Proteus hath forsook | And now, it is about the very hour her.

That Silvia, at Patrick's cell, should meet me. Jul. I think she doth, and that's her cause of She will not fail; for lovers break not hours,

Unless it be to come before their time; sorrow. Sil. Is she not passing fair?

So much they spur their expedition.
Jul. She hath been fairer, madam, than she is :

Enter Silvia.
When she did think my master lov'd her well,
She, in my judgment, was as fair as you ;

See, where she comes : Lady, a happy evening! But since she did neglect her looking-glass, Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour ! And threw her gun-expelling mask away,

Out at the postern by the abbey-wall; The air bath starv'd the roses in her cheeks,

I fear, I am attended by some spies. And pinch'd the lily-tincture of her face,

Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues That now she is become as black as I. Sil. How tall was she?

If we recover that, we are sure enough. (Exeunt. Jul. About my stature : for, at Pentecost," When all our pageants of delight were play'd,

SCENE II.—The same. An apartment in the Our youth got me to play the woman's part,

Duke's palace. Enter Thurio, Proteus, and And I was trimm'd in madam Julia's gown,

Julia. Which served me as fit by all men's judgment, Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit?

(1) Whitsuntide. (2) In good earnest. (3) Head-dress. (4) Respectable. (5) Safe.

off;

cave:

Pro. O, sir, I find her milder than she was; | Be patient, we must bring you to our captain. And yet she takes exceptions at your person.

Sul. A thousand more mischances than this one Thu. What, that my leg is too long?

Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently. Pro. No; that it is too little.

2 Out. Come, bring her away. Thu. I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat 1 Out. Where is the gentleman that was with rounder.

her?
Pro. But love will not be spurr'd to what it 3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath out-run us,
loaths.

But Moyses, and Valerius, follow him.
Thu. What says she to my face?

Go thou with her to the west end of the wood,
Pro. She says, it is a fair one.

There is our captain : we'll follow him that's fled; Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies ; my face is The thicket is beset, he cannot 'scape. black.

1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's Pro. But pearls are fair ; and the old saying is, Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes. Fear not; he bears an honourable mind, Jul. 'Tis true ; such pearls as put out ladies' || And will not use a woman lawlessly. eyes;

Sil. O Valentine, this I endure for thee! For I had rather wink than look on them. (Aside.

(Exeunt. Thu. How likes she my

discourse? Pro. Ill, when you talk of war.

SCENE IV.-Another part of the Forest.
Thu. But well, when I discourse of love, and

Enter Valentine.
peace?
Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods,

Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man!
peace.
Thu. What says sbe to my valour ?

I better brook than flourishing peopled towns :

Here can I sit alone, unseen of any,
Pro. O, sir, she makes no doubt of that.
Jul. She needs not, when she knows it coward-|| And, to the nightingale's complaining notes,
ice.

(Aside.

Tune my distresses, and recorda my woes. Thu. What says she to my birth?

O thou that dost inhabit in my breast, Pro. That you are well deriv'd.

Leave not the mansion so long tenantless ;
Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool. (Aside. And leave no memory of what it was !

Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall,
Thu. Considers she my possessions ?
Pro. O, ay; and pities them.

Repair me with thy presence, Silvia ;
Thau. Wherefore:

Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain ! Jul. That such an ass should owel them. (Aside. What halloing, and what stir, is this to-day? Pro. That they are out by lease.

These are my mates, that make their wills their Jul. Here comes the duke.

law,

Have some unhappy passenger in chace :
Enter Duke.

They love me well; yet I have much to do,
Duke. How now, Sir Proteus? how now, Thurio? To keep them from uncivil outrages.
Which of you saw sir Eglamour of late ?

Withdraw thee, Valentine; who's this comes here? Thu. Not I.

(Steps aside. Pro.

Nor I. Duke.

Saw you my daughter? Enter Proteus, Silvia, and Julia. Pro.

Neither. Duke. Why, then she's fled unto that peasant|| (Though you respect not aught your servant doth,)

Pro. Madam, this service I have done for you Valentine ; And Eglamour is in her company,

To bazard life, and rescue you from him

That would have forc'd your honour and your 'Tis true; for friar Laurence met them both,

love. As he in penance wander'd through the forest :

Vouchsafe me, for my meed, 5 but one fair look ; Him he knew well, and guess'd that it was she ;

A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it:

And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. Besides, she did intend confession Ai Patrick's cell this even; and there she was not : Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile. (Aside.

Val. How like a dream is this I see and hear! These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence.

Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am!
Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse,
But mount you presently; and meet with me

Pro. Unhappy, were you, madam, ere I came ;

But, by my coming, I have made you happy.
Upon the rising of the mountain-foot
That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled:

Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most un

happy Despatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. (Exit.

Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish2 girl, That flies her fortune when it follows her :

presence.

(Aside. I'll after; more to be reveng'd on Eglamour,

Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion,

I would have been a breakfast to the beast,
Than for the love of reckless Silvia. (Exit.

Rather than bave false Proteus rescue me.
Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love,
Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. (Erit

. Whose life's as tender to me as my soul;

O, heaven be judge, how I love Valentine,
Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love, And full as much (for more there cannot be,)
Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love. (Exil. I do detest false perjur'd Proteus :
SCENE III.-Frontiers of Mantua. The

Therefore be gone, solicit me no more.
Forest. Enter Silvia, and Out-laws.

Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to

death, Out. Come, come;

Would I not undergo for one calm look? (1) Own. (2) Foolish. (3) Careless,

(4) Sing.

(5) Reward.

ever.

O, 'tis the curse in love, and still approv'd, Pro. How! Julia !
When women carmot love where they're belov'd. Jul. Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths,
Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's || And entertain'd them deeply in her beart:
belov'd.

How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root !
Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love, O Proteus, let this babit make thee blush !
For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy | Be thou asham'd, that I have took upon me
faith

Such an immodest raiment; if shame live
Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths In a disguise of love :
Descended into perjury, to love me.

It is the lesser blot, modesty finds,
Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou hadst two, Women to change their shapes, than men their
And that's far worse than none; better have none

minds. Than plural faith, which is too much by one : Pro. Than men their minds? 'tis true: 0 Thou counterfeit to thy true friend!

heaven! were man Pro.

In love, But constant, he were perfect: that one error Who respects friend?

Fills him with faults; makes him run through all
Si.
All men but Proteus.

sins:
Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words Inconstancy falls off, ere it begins :
Can no way change you to a milder form, What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy
I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end; More fresh in Julia's with a constant eye?
And love you 'gainst the nature of love, force you. Val. Come, come, a hand from either :
Sil. O heaven!

Let me be blest to make this happy close ;
Pro. I'll force thee yield to my desire. 'Twere pity two such friends should be long foes.
Val. Ruffian, let go that rudé uncivil touch ; Pro. Bear witness, heaven, I have my wish for
Thou friend of an ill fashion !
Pro.

Valentine!

Jul. And I have mine. Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or love ;

Enter Out-laws, with Duke and Thurio. (For such is a friend now,) treacherous man !

Out.

A prize, a prize, a prize! Thou bast beguild my hopes ; nought but mine

Val. Forbear, I say; It is my lord the duke. eye

Your grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd, Could have persuaded me : Now I dare not say

Banished Valentine. I have one friend alive; thou would'st disprove me.

Duke.

Sir Valentine ! Who should be trusted now, when one's right hand

Thu, Yonder is Silvia ; and Silvia's mine. Is perjur'd to the bosom? Proteus,

Val. Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy I am sorry, I must never trust thee more,

death; But count the world a stranger for thy sake.

Come not within the measure of my wrath :
The private wound is deepest : O time, most curst!
Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst ! Milan shall not behold thee. Here she stands,

Do not name Silvia thine ; if once again,
Pro. My shame and guilt confounds me.-
Forgive me, Valentine : if hearty sorrow

Take but possession of her with a touch!
Be a sufficient ransom for offence,

dare thee but to breathe upon my love.

Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I ;
I tender it here ; I do as truly suffer,

I hold him but a fool, that will endanger
As e'er I did commit.
Val.
Then I am paid;

His body for a girl that loves him not:

I claim her not, and therefore she is thine. And once again I do receive thee honest.

Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou, Who by repentance is not satisfied, Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleas'd; And leave her on such slight conditions.

To make such means for her as thou hast done, By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeas'd :

Now, by the honour of my ancestry, And, that my love may appear plain and free,

I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine, All that was mine in Silvia, I give thee.

And think thee worthy of an empress' love. Jul. O me, unhappy!

[Faints. Know then, I here forget all former griefs, Pro. Look to the boy.

Can
Val. Why, boy! why, wag ! how now? what Plead a new state in thy unrivall'd merit

,

all grudge, repeal thee bome again.-is the matter?

To which I thus subscribe, --sir Valentine,
Look up; speak.
Jul. O good sir, my master charg'd me Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her.

Thou art a gentleman, and well deriv'd;
To deliver a ring to madam Silvia ;
Which, out of my neglect, was never done.

Val. I thank your grace; the gift hath made me Pro. Where is that ring, boy?

happy Jul. Here 'tis: this is it. [Gives a ring. To grant one boon that I shall ask of

I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake, Pro. How ! let me see :

you. Why this is the ring I gave to Julia.

Duke. I grant it, for thine own, whate'er it be. Jul . O, cry you mercy, sir, I have mistook ;

Val. These banish'd men, that I have kept

withal, This is the ring you sent to Silvia.

Are men endued with worthy qualities; [Shows another ring: Forgive them what they have committed here, Pro. But, how cam'st thou by this ring? at myAnd let them be recallid from their exfle :

depart, I gave this unto Julia.

They are reformed, civil, full of good, Jul. And Julia herself did give it me;

And fit for great employment, worthy lord. And Julia herself hath brought it hither.

Duke. Thou hast prevailid: I pardon them and (1) Felt, experienced.

Dispose of them, as thou know'st their deserts.

(2) Direction. (3) An allusion to cleaving the pin in archery. (4) Length of my sword. (5) Interest.

:

!

thee;