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Laun. Well; the best is, she hath no teeth to bite. Duke. Thou know'st now willingly I would Speed. Item, She will often praise her liquor.

effect Laun. If the liquor be good, she shall : if she The match between sir Thurio and my daughter. will not, I will ; for good things should be praised. Pro. I do, my lord. Speea. Item, She is too liberal.

Duke. And also, I think, thou art not ignorant, Laun. Of her tongue she cannot ; for that's How she opposes her against my will. [here. writ down she is slow of: of her purse she shall not; Pro. She did, my lord, when Valentine was for that I'll keep shut: now, of another thing she Duke. Ay, and perversely she persévers so may; and that I can not help.

Well, proceed. What might we do, to make the girl forget Speed. Item, She hath more hair than wit, and The love of Valentine, and love sir Thurio? more faults than hairs, and more wealth than faults. Pro. The best way is to slander Valentine

Laun. Stop there ; I'll have her : she was With falsehood, cowardice, and poor descent; mine, and not mine, twice or thrice in that last Three things that women highly hold in hate. article: rehearse that once more.

Duke. Ay, but she'll think, that it is spoke in Specd. Item, She hath more hair thun wit, Pro. Ay, if his enemy deliver it;

[hate. Laun. More hair than wit,-it may be ; I'll Therefore it must, with circumstance, be spoken prove it: the cover of the salt hides the salt, and By one, whom she esteemeth as bis friend. therefore it is more than the salt; the hair that Duke. Then you must undertake to slander him. covers the wit, is more than the wit; for the Pro. And that, my lord, I shall be loath to do: greater hides the less. What's next?

'Tis an ill office for a gentleman; Specd.- And more faults than hairs.

Especially, against his very friend. Laun. That's monstrous: 0, that that were out! Duke. Where your good word cannot advantage Speed.And more wealth than faults.

Your slander never can endamage him; [him, Laun. Why, that word makes the faults gra- Therefore the office is indifferent, cious: well, I'll have her : and if it be a match, Being entreated to it by your friend. as nothing is impossible, —

Pro. You have prevail'd, my lord : if I can do it, Speed, What then ?

By aught that I can speak in his dispraise, Laun. Why, then I will tell thee,—that thy She shall not long continue love to him. master stays for thee at the north-gate.

But say, this weed her love from Valentine, Speed. For me?

It follows not that she will love sir Thurio. Laun. For thee ? ay: who art thou ? he hath Thu. Therefore as you unwind her love from staid for a better man than thee.

Lest it should ravel, and do good to none, [him, Speed. And must I go to bim?

You must provide to bottom it on me : Laun. Thou must run to him, for thou hast Which must be done, by praising me as much staid so long, that going will scarce serve the turn. As you in worth dispraise sir Valentine.

Speed. Why didst not tell me sooner ? 'pox of Duke. And, Proteus, we dare trust you in this your love-letters?

(erit. Because we know, on Valentine's report, (kind; Laun. Now will he be swinged for reading my You are already love's firm votary, letter: an unmannerly slave, that will thrust And cannot soon revolt and change your mind. himself into secrets !--I'll after, to rejoice in the Upon this warrant shall you have access, boy's correction.

[ezit Where you with Silvia may confer at large A ROOM IN THE DUKE's For she is lumpish, heavy, melancholy,

And, for your friend's sake, will be glad of you; Enter Duke and Thurio; Proteus behind. Where you may temper her, by your persuasion, Duke. Sir Thurio, fear not, but that she will To hate young Valentine, and love my friend.

Pro. As much as I can do, I will effect:Now Valentine is banish'd from her sight. But you, sir Thurio, are not sharp enough;

Thu. Since his exile she hath despis'd mc most. You must lay lime to tangle her desires, Forsworn my company, and rail'd at me, By wailful sonnets, whose composed rhimes That I am desperate of obtaining her.

Should be full fraught with serviceable vows. Duke. This weak impress of love is as a figur Duke. Ay, much the force of heaven-bred poesy. Trenched in ice; which with an hour's heat

Pro. Say, that upon the altar of her beauty, Dissolves to water, and doth lose his form. You sacrifice your tears, your sighs, your heart: A little time will melt her frozen thoughts, Write till your ink be dry; and with your tears And worthless Valentine shall be forgot.— Moist it again; and frame some feeling line, How now, sir Proteus ? Is your countryman, That may discover such integrity.--. According to our proclamation, gone?

For Orpheus' lute was strung with poet's sinews: Pro. Gone, my good lord.

Whose golden touch could soften steel and stones, Duke. My daughter takes his going grievously. Make tigers tame, and huge leviathans Pro. A little time, my lord, will kill that grief Forsake unsounded deeps to dance on sands.

Duke. So I believe; but Thurio thinks not so.— After your dire-lamenting elegies, Proteus, the good conceit I hold of thee,

Visit by night your lady's chamber-window (For thou hast shown some sign of good desert,) With some sweet concert: to their instruments Makes me the better to confer with thee.

Tune a deploring dump: the night's dead silence Pro. Longer than I prove loyal to your ftare,

Will well become such sweet complaining grierLet me not live to look upon your grace.

This, or else nothing, will icherit her. (anode



love you,

about you;

Duke. This discipline shows thou hast been in To give the onset to thy good advice.
[practice : Duke. About it, gentlemen.

(per :
Thu. And thy advice this night I'll put in Pro. We'll wait upon your grace till alter cup.
Therefore, sweet Proteus, my direction-giver, And afterward determine our proceedings.
Let us into the city presently,

Duke. Even now about it: I will pardon you. To sort some gentlemen well skill'd in music:

[exeunt. I have a sonnet, that will serve the turn,


2 Out. And I from Mantua, for a gentleman, Enter certain Outlaws.

Whom, in my mood, I stabb'd unto the heart. 1 Out. Fellows, stand fast: I see a passenger. 1 Out. And I, for such like petty crimes as these, 2 Out. If there be ten, shrink not, but down But to the purpose—(for we cite our faults, with 'em.

That they may hold excus'd our lawless lives,) Enter Valentine and Speed.

And, partly, seeing you are beautified 3 Out. Stand, sir, and throw us that you have With goodly shape : and by your own report

A linguist; and a man of such perfection, If not, we'll make you sit, and rifle you.

As we do in our quality much want ;Speed. Sir, we are undone, these are the villains 2 Out. Indeed, because you are a banish'd man, That all the travellers do fear so much.

Therefore, above the rest, we parley to you : Val. My friends.

Are you content to be our general ? 1 Out. That's not so, sir; we are your enemies. To make a virtue of necessity, 2 Out. Peace, we'll hear him.

And live, as we do, in this wilderness ? 3 Out. Ay, by my beard, will we

3 Out. What say'st thou? wilt thou be of our For he's a proper man.

Say, ay, and be the captain of us all : [consórt? Val. Then know, that I bave little wealth to We'll do thee homage, and be ruld by thee, A man I am, cross'd with adversity: Close; Love thee as our commander, and our king. My riches are these poor habiliments,

1 Out. But if thou scorn our courtesy, thou diest. Of which if you should here disfurnish me,

2 Out. Thou shalt not live to brag what we You take the sum and substance that I have.

have offer'd. 2 Out: Whither travel you ?

Val. I take your offer, and will live with you; Val. To Verona.

Provided that you do no outrages 1 Out. Whence came you?

On silly women, or poor passengers. Val. From Milan.

3 Out. No, we detest such vile base practices. 3 Out. Have you long sojourn'd there?

Come, go with us, we'll bring thee to our crews, Val. Some sixteen months; and longer might And show thee all the treasure we have got; have staid,

Which, with ourselves, all rest at thy dispose. If crooked fortune had not thwarted me.

[exeunt. 1 Out. What, were you banish'd thence? Val. I was.

Enter Proteus. 2 Out. For what offence ?

Pro. Already have I been false to Valentine, Val. For that which now torments me to rehearse; And now I must be as unjust to Thurio. I kill'd a man, whose death I much repent; Under the colour of commending him, But yet I slew him manfully in fight,

I have access my own love to prefer; Without false vantage, or base treachery.

But Silvia is too fair, too true, too holy, 1 Out. Why, ne'er repent it, if it were done so : To be corrupted with my worthless gifts. But were you banish'd for so small a fault? When I protest true loyalty to her,

Val. I was, and held me glad in such a doom. She twits me with my falsehood to my frienu 1 Out. Have you the tongues ?

When to her beauty I commend my vows, Val. My youthful travel therein made me happy; She bids me think, how I have been forsworn Or else I often bad been miserable. [friar, In breaking faith with Julia, whom I lov'd :

3 Out. By the bare scalp of Robin Hood's fat And, notwithstanding all her sudden quips, This fellow were a king for our wild faction. The least whereof would quell a lover's bope, 1 Out. We'll have him ; sirs, a word.

Yet, spaniel-like, the more she spurns my love, Speed. Master, be one of them;

The more it grows and fawneth on her still. It is an honourable kind of thievery.

But here comes Thurio: now must we co her winVal. Peace, villain!

And give some evening music to her ear. [dow, 2 Out. Tell us this : have you any thing to

Enter Thurio and Musicians. take to?

Thu. How now, sir Proteus? are you crept Val. Nothing, but my fortune.

before us?

[love 3 Out. Know then, that some of us are gentle- Pro. Ay, gentle Thurio; for, you know that Such as the fury of ungovern'd youth (men, Will creep in service where it cannot go. Thrust from the company of awful men:

Thu. Ay, but I hope, sir, that you love not bere, Myself was from Verona banished,

Pro. Sir, but I do; or else I would be house For practising to steal away a lady,

Thu. Whom? Silvia ? hu beis, auid pear allied unto the duke.

Pro. Ay, Silvia-for your sako.


Thu. I thank you for your own. -Now, gentle- Pro. Sir Proteus, gentle lady; and your servant Let's tune, and to it lustily a-while. (men, Sil. What is your will ? Enter Host, at a distance; and Julia, in boy's clothes. Pro. That I may compass yours.

Host. Now, my young guest! methinks you're Sil. You have your wish ; my will is even thiszen rüycholly; I pray you, why is it? (merry. That presently you hie you home to bed.

Jul. Marry, mine host, because I cannot be Thou subtle, perjur'd, false, disloyal man!

Host. Come, we'll have you merry: I'll bring Think'st thou I am so shallow, so conceitless, you where you shall hear music, and see the gen- To be seduced by thy flattery, teman that you asked for.

That hast deceiv'd so many with thy vows? Jul. But shall I hear him speak ?

Return, return, and make thy love amends. Host. Ay, that you sball.

For me,-by this pale queen of night I swear, Jul. That will be musio. [music plays. I am so far from granting thy request, Host. Hark! hark !

That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit; Jul. Is he among these?

And by and by intend to chide myself, Host. Ay, but peace, let's hear 'em.

Even for this time I spend in talking to thee. SONG.

Pro. I grant, sweet love, that I did love a lady;
Who is Silvia ? what is she,

But she is dead.
That all our swains commend her ?

Jul. 'Twere false, if I should speak it;
Holy fair, and wise, is she;
The heavens such grace did lend her,

For, I am sure, she is not buried. [aside.
That she might admired be.

Sil. Say, that she be; yet Valentine, thy friend,
Is she kind, as she is fair?

Survives; to whom, thyself art witness,
For beauty lives with kindness:

I am betroth'd : and art thou not asbam'd
Love doth to her eyes repair,
To help hiin of his blindness;

To wrong him with thy importúnacy?
And, being help'd, inhabits there.

Pro. I likewise hear, that Valentine is dead.

Sil. And so, suppose, am I; for in his grave,
Then to Silvia let us sing,
That Silvia is excelling;

Assure thyself, my love is buried.
She excels each mortal thing,

Pro. Sweet lady, let me rake it from the earth.
Upon the dull earth dwelling:
To her let us garlands bring.

Sil.Go to thy lady's grave, and call her's thence; Kost. How now? are you sadder than you Or, at the least, in her's sepulchre thine. were before?

Jul. He heard not thata

[asida How do you, man ? the music likes you not. Pro. Madam, if your heart be so obdurate,

Jul. You mistake; the musician likes me not. Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love,
Host. Why, my pretty youth?

The picture that is hanging in your chamber; Jul. He plays false, father.

To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and weep: Host. How? out of tune on the strings ? For, since the substance of your perfect self

Jul. Not so; but yet so false, that he grieves Is else devoted, I am but a shadow: my very heart-strings.

And to your shadow I will make true love. Host. You have a quick ear. [a slow heart. Jul. If 'twere a substance, you would, sure, des Jul. Ay, I would I were deaf! it makes me have

ceive it, Host. I perceive, you delight not in music. And make it but a shadow as I am. [aside. Jul. Not a whit, when it jars so.

Sil. I am very loth to be your idol, sir; Host. Hark, what fine change is in the music! But, since your falsehood shall become you well Jul. Ay; that change is the spite. (one thing ? To worship shadows, and adore false shapes, Host. You would have them always play but Send to me in the morning, and I'll send it:

Jul. I would always have one play but one thing. And so, good rest. But, host, doth this Sir Proteus, that we talk on, Pro. 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 [ereunt Proteus ; and Silvia, from me, he loved her out of all nick.

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

Host. By my halidom, I was fast asleep. Host. Gone to seek his dog; which, to-morrow, Jul. Pray you, where lies Sir Proteus ? by his master's command, he must carry for a pre- Host. Marry, at my house : trust me, I think punt to his lady.

'tis almost day. 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.

Enter Eglamour.
Thu. Farewell. (exeunt Thw io and Musicians. Egl. This is the hour that madam Silvia

Silvia appears above, at her window. Entreated me to call, and know her mind; Pro. Madam, good even to your ladyship. There's some great matter she'd employ me in

Sil. I thank you for your music, gentlemen : Madam, madam!
Who is that, that spake?

[truth, Silvia appears above, at her window.
Pro. One, lady, if you knew his pure heart's Sil. Who calls ?
You'd quickly learn to know him by his voice. Egl. Your servant, and your friend;
Sil. Sir Proteus, as I take it.

One, that attends your ladyship's command


Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good-mor- , duke's table: he had not been there (bless the

Egl. As many, Torthy lady, to yourself. (row. mark) a pissing while ; but all the chimer smalt According to your ladyship's impose,

him. Out with the dog, says one: What cus is I am thus early come, to know wbat service that? says another; Whip him out, says the third ; It is your pleasure to command me in.

Hang him up, says the duke. I, baving been acSil. O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman, quainted with the smell before, knew it was Crab; (Think not I flatter, for I swear, I do not,) and goes me to the fellow that whips the dogs : Valiant, wise, remorseful, well accomplished. Friend, quoth I, you mean to whip the dog? Ay, Thou art not ignorant, what dear good will marry, do I, quoth he.

You do him the more I bear unto the banish'd Valentine;

wrong, quoth I ; 'twas I did the thing you wot of. Nor how my father would enforce me marry He makes me no more ado, but whips me out of Vain Thurio, whom my very soul abhorr'd. the chamber. How many masters would do this Thyself hast lov'd; and I have heard thee say, for their servant? Nay, I'll be sworn, I have No grief did ever come so near thy heart,

sat in the stocks for puddings he bath stolen, As when thy lady and thy true love died,

otherwise he had been executed : I have stood on Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity. the pillory for geese he hath killed, otherwise he Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine,

had suffered for't: thou think'st not of this now! To Mantua, where, I hear, he makes abode; - Nay, I remember the trick you served me, And, for the ways are dangerous to pass,

when I took my leave of madam Silvia; did not I do desire thy worthy company,

I bid th still mark me, and do as I do? When Upon whose faith and bonour I repose.

didst thou see me heave up my leg, and make Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour,

water against a gentlewoman's farthingale ? didst But think upon my griet, a lady's grief;

thou ever see me do such a trick ? And on the justice of my flying hence,

Enter Proteus and Julia. To keep me from a most unholy match,

Pro. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well, Which heaven and fortune still reward with plagues. And will employ thee in some service presently. I do desire thee, even from a heart

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 whoreTo bear me company, and go with me:

son peasant ?

[to Launce. If not, to hide what I have said to thee,

Where have you been these two days loitering? That I may venture to depart alone.

Laun. Marry, sir, I carried mistress Silvia the Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances ; doy you bade me. Which since I know they virtuously are plac'd, Pro. And what says she to my little jewel ? I give consent to go along with you ;

Laun. Marry, she says, your dog was a cur; Recking as little what betideth me,

and tells you, currish thanks is good enougb for As much I wish all good befortune you.

such a present. When will you go?

Pro. But she received my dog Sil. This evening coming.

Laun. No, indeed, she did not: here have I Egl. Where shall I meet you?

brought him back again. Sil. At friar Patrick's cell,

Pro. What, didst thou offer her this from me? Where I intend holy confession.

Laun. Ay, sir; the other squirrel was stolen Egl. I will not fail your ladyship:

from me by the hangman's boys in the marketGood-morrow, gentle lady.

place: and then I offered her mine own; who is Sil. Good-morrow, kind Sir Eglamour.

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

[ereunt. the greater. SCENE IV. THE SAME.

Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again, Enter Launce, with his dog.

Or ne'er return again into my sight. Laun. When a man's servant shall play the cur Away, I say : stay'st thou to vex me here? with him, look you, it goes hard: one that I A slave, that, still an end, turns me to shame. brought up of a puppy; one that I saved from

(exit Launce. drowning, when three or four of his blind brothers Sebastian, I have entertained thee, and sisters went to it! I have taught him-even Partly, that I have need of such a youth, as one would say precisely, Thus I would teach a That can with some discretion do my business, dog. I was sent to deliver him, as a present to For 'tis no trusting to yon foolish lowt: mistress Silvia, from my master; and I came no But, chiefly, for thy face, and thy behaviour : sooner into the dining-chamber, but he steps me Which (if my augury deceive me not) to her trencher, and steals her capon's leg. O, Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth: 'tis a foul thing, when a cur cannot keep himself Therefore know thou, for this I entertain in thee. in all companies! I would have, as one should say, Go presently, and take this ring with thee, one that takes upon him to be a dog indeed, to be, Deliver it to madam Silvia: as it were, a dog at all things. If I had not had She loved me well, deliver'd it to me. more wit than he, to take a fault upon me that Jul. It seems you lov'd her not, to leave her he did, I think verily he had been hanged for't; | She's dead, belike.

[token: sure as I live, he had suffered for't: you shall Pro. Not so; I think, she lives. Judge. Ho thrusts me himself into the company

Jul. Alas! of three or four gentleman-like dogs, under the Pro. Why dost thou cry, alas?

JH. I cannot choose but pity her.

Sil. What say'st thou ? Fro. Wherefore should'st thou pity her?

Jul. I thank you, madam, that you tender her: Jul. Because, methinks, that she lov'd you as Poor gentlewoman! my master wrongs her macta As you do love your lady Silvia:

[well Sil. Dost thou know her ? She dreams on him, that has forgot her love; Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself: You dote on her, that cares not for your love. To think upon her woes, I do protest, ''Tis pity, love should be so contrary ;

That I have wept an hundred several times. And thinking on it makes me cry, alas!

Sil. Belike, she thinks that Proteus hath forPro. Well, give her that ring, and therewithal

sook her.

(sorrow. This letter ;—that's her chamber. --Tell my lady, Jul. I think she doth, and that's her cause of I claim the promise for her heavenly picture. Sil. Is she not passing fair ? Your message done, hie home unto my chamber, Jul. She bath been fairer, madam, than she is : Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary. When she did think my master lov'd her well,

(erit Pro. She, in my judgment, was as fair as you ; Jul. How many women would do such a mes. But since she did neglect her looking-glass, sage!

And threw her sun-expelling mask away, Alas! poor Proteus ! thou hast entertain'd The air hath stary'd the roses in her cheeks, A fox, to be the shepherd of thy lambs :

And pinch'd the lily-tincture of her face, Alas, poor fool! why do I pity him

That now she is become as black as I. That with his very heart despiseth me?

Sil. How tall was she? Because he loves her, he despiseth me;

Jul. About my stature : for, at Pentecost, Because I love him, I must pity him.

When all our pageants of delight were play'd, This ring I gave him, when he parted from me, Our youth got me to play the woman's part, To bind him to remember my good will; And I was trimm'd in madam Julia's gown, And now am I (unhappy messenger)

Which serv'd me as fit, by all men's judgment, To plead for that, which I would not obtain; As if the garment had been made for me; To carry that, which I would have refus'd; Therefore, I know she is about my height. To praise his faith, which I would have disprais'd. And, at that time, I made her weep a-good, I am my master's true confirmed love;

For I did play a lamentable part; But cannot be true servant to my master,

Madam, 'twas Ariadne, passioning
Unless I prove false traitor to myself.

For Theseus' perjury, and unjust flight;
Yet I will woo for him : but yet so coldly, Which I so lively acted with my tears,
As heaven, it knows, I would not have him speed. That my poor mistress, moved therewithal,
Enter Silvia, attended.

Wept bitterly; and, would I might be dead,
Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my mean If I in thought felt not her very sorrow!
To bring me where to speak with madam Silvia. Sil. She is beholden to thee, gentle youth !--

Sil. What would you with her, if that I be she? Alas, poor lady! desolate and left!

Jul. If you be she, I do entreat your patience I weep myself, to think upon thy words. To hear me speak the message I am sent on. Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee this Sil. From whom ?

For thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou lov'es Jul. From my master, Sir Proteus, madam.

her. Sil. 0!-He sends you for a picture?


(exit Silvia Jul. Ay, madam.

Jul. And she shall thank you for't, if e'er you Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there.

know her.

[picture brought. A virtuous gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful. Go give your master this: tell him from me,

I hope my master's suit will be but cold, One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget, Since she respects my mistress' love so much. Would better fit his chamber than this shadow.

Alas, how love can trifle with itself! Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter.-- Here is her picture: let me see ; I think, Pardon me, madam ; I have unadvis'd

If I had such a tire, this face of mine Delivered you a paper that I should not; Were full as lovely as is this of hers: This is the letter to your ladysbip.

And yet the painter flatter'd her a little, Sil. I pray thec, let me look on that again. Unless I flatter with myself too much. Jul. It may not be; gooi madam, pardon me. Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow: Sil. There, hold.

If that be all the difference in his love, I will not look upon your master's lines :

I'll get me such a colour'd periwig. I know, they are stufi”d with protestations, Her eyes are gray as glass; and so are minc: And full of new-found oaths; which he will Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine's as high. As easily as I do tear his paper.

[break, What should it be, that he respects in her, Jul. Madain, he sends your ladyship this ring. But I can make respective in myself,

Sil. The more shame for him that he sends it If this fond love were not a blinded god ? For, I have heard him say a thousand times, [me; Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up, Liis Julia gave it him at his departure:

For 'tis thy rival. O thou senseless form! Thomh his false tinger hath profan'd the ring, Thou shalt be worshipp'd, kiss'd, lov'd, and ador'd. Nine slinll not do his Julia so much wrong. And, were there sense in his idolatry, Jul. She thanks you.

My substance should be statue in thy stend.

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