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Which would be great impeachment to his age, Come on, Panthino; you shall be employ'd
To hasten on his expedition.
(Exeunt Ant. and Pant. that
Pro. Thus have I shunn'd the fire, for fear of Whereon this month I have been hammering.
burning ; I have consider'd well his loss of time;
And drench'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd: And how he cannot be a perfect man,
I feard to show my father Julia's letter,
And with the vantage of mine own excuse
'The uncertain glory of an April day; How his companion, youthful Valentine,
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, Attends the emperor in his royal court.
And by and by a cloud takes all away! Anl. I know it well.
Re-enler Panthino. Pant. 'T were good, I think, your lordship sent him thither :
Pant. Sir Proteus, your father calls for you; There shall he practise tilts and tournainents,
He is in haste, therefore, I pray you, go, Hear sweet discourse, converse with noblemen; Pro. Why, this it is ! my heart accords thereto; And be in eye of every exercise,
And yet a thousand times it answers, no. Worthy his youth and nobleness of birth.
(Exeunt. Ant. I like thy counsel ; well hast thou advis'd: And, that thou may'st perceive how well I like it, The execution of it shall make known; Even with the speediest execution
ACT II. I will despatch him to the emperor's court. Pant. To-morrow, may it please you, Don Al-SCENE I.-Milan. An apartment in the Duke's phonso,
palace. Enter Valentine and Speeu. With other gentlemen of good esteem, Are journeying to salute the emperor,
Speed. Sir, your glove. And to commend their service to his will.
Val. Not mine; my gloves are on. Ant. Good company: with them shall Proteus go:
Speed. Why then this may be yours, for this is And, in good time,-now will we break with him.2 but one.
Val. Ha! let me see : ay, give it me, it's mine :Enter Proteus.
Sweet ornament that decks a thing divine!
Ah Silvia ! Silvia !
Val. How now, sirrah!
Val. Well, you'll still be too forward. Ant. How now? what letter are you reading Speed. And yet I was last chidden for being too there?
slow. Pro. May't please your lordship, 'lis a word or Val. Go to, sir; tell me, do you know madam two
Silvia ? Of commendation sent from Valentine,
Speed. She that your worship loves ? Deliver'd by a friend that came trom him.
Val. Why, how know you that I am in love ? Ant. Lend me the letter ; let me see what news. Speed. Marry, by these special marks: First, you Pro. There is no news, my lord; but that he have learned, like Sir Proteus, to wreath your arms writes
like a male-content; to relish a love-song, like a How happily he lives, how well belov'd,
robin-red-breast; to walk alone, like one that had And daily graced by the emperor ;
the pestilence; to sigh, like a school-boy that had Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune. lost his A. B. C. ; to weep, like a young wench that
Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish? had buried her grandam; to fast, like one that takes
Pro. As one relying on your lordship's will, diet; to watch, like one that fears robbing; to And not depending on his friendly wish. speak puling, like a beggar at Hallowmas. You
Ant. My will is something sorted with his wish : were wont, when you laugh’d, to crow like a cock; Mused not that I thus suddenly proceed; when you walked, to walk like one of the lions; For what I will, I will, and there an end. when you fasted, it was presently after dinner; I am resolv'd, that thou shalt spend some time when you looked sadly, it was for want of money: With Valentinus in the einperor's court;
and now you are metamorphosed with a mistress, What maintenance he from his friends receives, that, when I look on you, I can hardly think you Like exhibition thou shalt have from me. To-morrow be in readiness to go:
Val. Are all these things perceived in me? Excuse it not, for I am peremplory.
Speed. They are all perceived without you. Pro. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided ; Val. Without me? They cannot. Please you, deliberate a day or two.
Speed. Without you? pay, that's certain, for, Ant. Look, what thou want'st, shall be sent after without you were so simple, none else would but thee:
you are so without these follies, that these follies No more of stay; to-morrow thou must go.- are within you, and shine through you like the
water in a urinal ; that not an eye, that sees you, (1) Reproach. (2) Break the matter to him. Wonder. TA) Allowance.
(5) Under a regimen. (6) Allhallowmas.
but is a physician to comment on your malady.. |But for my duty to your ladyship, Vol. But tell me, dost thou know my lady Silvia ? Sil. I thank you, gentle servant: 'tis very clerklys Speed. She, that you gaze on so, as she sits at
Val. Now trust me, madam, it came hardly off ; Val. Hast thou observ'd that? even she I mean. For, being ignorant to whom it goes, Speed. Why, sir, I know her not.
I writ at random, very doubtfully. Val. Dost thou know her by my gazing on her, Sil. Perchance you think too much of so much and yet know'st her not?
pains ? Speed. Is she not hard-favour'd, sir ?
Val. No, madam ; so it stead you, I will write, Val. Not so fair, boy, as well favoured. Plcase you command, a thousand times as much : Speed. Sir, I know that well enough.
And yet, Val. What dost thou know?
Sil. A pretty period ! Well, I guess the sequel ; Speed. That she is not so fair, as (of you) well And yet I will not name it :-and yet I care not ;favoured.
And yet take this again ;~and yet'I thank you; Val. I mean, that her beauty is exquisite, but Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more. her favour infinite.
Speed. And yet you will; and yet another yet, Speel. That's because the one is painted, and
(Aside. the other out of all count.
Val. What means your ladyship? do you not Val. How painted ? and how out of count?
like it? Speed. Marry, sir, so painted, to make her fair, Sil. Yes, yes; the lines are very quaintly writ: that no man counts of her beauty.
But since unwillingly, take them again ; Val. How esteemest thou me? I account of her Nay, take them. beauty.
Val. Madam, they are for you. Speed. You never saw her since she was de- Sil. Ay, ay; you writ them, sir, at my request : formed.
But I will none of them; they are for you: Val. How long hath she been deformed ? I would have had them writ more movingly. Speed. Ever since you loved her.
Val. Please you, I'll write your ladyship another. Val. I have loved her ever since I saw her, and Sil. And, when it's writ, for my sake read it over : still I see her beautiful.
And, if it please you, so; if not, why, so. Speed. If you love her, you cannot see her. Val. If it please me, madam! what then? Val. Why?
Sil. Why, if it please you, take it for your labour : Speed. Because love is blind. O, that you had And so good morrow, servant. 1 Exit Silvia. mine eyes; or your own had the lights they were Speed. O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible, wont to have, when you chid at Sir Proteus for As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a going ungartered !
steeple ! Val. What should I see then ?
My master sues to her; and she hath taught her Speed. Your own present folly, and her passing suitor, deformity: for he, being in love, could not see to He being her pupil, to become her tutor. garter hís hose ; and you, being in love, cannot see o excellent device ! was there ever heard a better? to put on your hose.
That my master, being scribe, to him self should Val. Belike, boy, then you are in love; for last write the letter ? morning you could not see to wipe my shoes. Val. How now, sir ? what are you reasoning
Speed. True, sir ; I was in love with my bed : ! with yourself? thank you, you swinged' me for my love, which Speed. Nay, I was rhyming ; 'tis you that have makes me the bolder to chide you for yours. the reason. Val. In conclusion, I stand affected to her. Val. To do what?
Speed. I would you were set ; so, your affection Speed. To be a spokesman from madam Silvia. would cease.
Val. To whom? Val. Last night she enjoined me to write some Speed. To yourself: why, she wooes you by a lines to one she loves.
figure. Speed. And have you ?
Val. What figure ? Val. I have.
Speed. By a letter, I should say, Speed. Are they not lamely writ ?
Val. Why, she hath not writ to me. Val. No, boy, but as well as I can do them :- Speed. What need she, when she hath made you Peace, here she comes.
write to yourself? Why, do you not perceive the
jest? Enter Silvia.
Val. No, believe me. Speed. O excellent motion ! O exceeding pup- you perceive her earnest?
Speed. No believing you indeed, sir; but did pet! now will he interpret to her. Val. Madam and mistress, a thousand good Speed. Why, she hath given you a letter,
Val. She gave me none, except an angry word. morrows.
Val. That's the letter I writ to her friend Speed. 0, 'give you good even! here's a million of manners.
Speed. And that letter hath she delivered, and Sil. Sir Valentine and servant, to you two thou
there an end.
Val. I would, it were no worse. sand. Speed. He should give her interest; and she
Speed. I'll warrant you, 'tis as well: gives it him. Val. As you enjoin'd me, I have writ your letter,
For often you have writ to her; and she, in Unto the secret nameless friend of yours;
modesty, Which I was much unwilling to proceed in,
Or else for want of idle time, could not again
reply, (1) Whipped. (2) A puppet-show. (3) Like a scholar.
(4) There's the conclusion
Or fearing else some messenger, that might her so. Now come I to my father; Father, your blessmind discover,
ing; now should not the shoe speak a word for Herself hath laught her love himself to write weeping ; now should I kiss my father; well, he unto her lover.
weeps on :-now come I to my mother, (0, that she
could speak now!) like a wooda woman ;-well, ! All this I speak in print; for in print I found it.--kiss
her;-why there'tis; here's my mother's breath Why mise you, sır? 'us dinner-time.
up and down: now come I to my sister ; mark the Val. I have dined.
moan she makes: now the dog all this while sheds Speed. Ay, but hearken, sir: though the came- not a tear, nor speaks a word; but see how I lay leon, Love, can feed on the air, I am one that am the dust with my tears. nourished by my victuals, and would fain have meat: 0, be not like your mistress; be moved, be
Enter Panthino. moved.
Pan. Launce, away, away, aboard; the master SCENE II.--Verona. A room in Julia's house. is shipped, and thou art to post after with cars. Enter Proteus and Julia.
What's the matter? why weepest thou, man? Away,
ass; you will lose the tide, if you tarry any longer. Pro. Have patience, gentle Julia.
Laun. It i no matter if the ty'd were lost; for it Jul. I must, where is no remedy.
is the unkindest ty'd that ever any man ty'd. Pro. When possibly I can, I will return.
Pan. What's the unkindest tide ? Jul. If you turn noi, you will return the sooner:
Laun. Why, he that's tyd here; Crab, my dog, Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake.
Pan. Tut, man, I mean thoul't lost the flood;
(Giving a ring. and, in losing the flood, Jose thy voyage ; and, in Pro. Why then we'll make exchange ; here, losing thy voyage, lose thy master; and, in losing take you this.
thy master, lose thy service; and, in losing thy Jul. And seal the bargain with a holy kiss.
service,-Why dost thou stop my mouth! Pro. Here is my hand for my true constancy;
Laun. For fear thou should'st lose thy tongue. And when that hour o'er-slips me in the day,
Pan. Where should I lose my tongue ? Wherein I sigh not, Julia, for thy sake,
Laun. In thy tale. The text ensuing hour some foul mischance
Pan. In thy taii? Torment me for my love's forgetfulness !
Laun. Lose the tide, and the voyage, and the My father stays my coming, answer not;
master, and the service? The tide!--why, man, The tide is now: nay, not the tide of tears ;
if the river were dry, I am able to fill it with my That tide will stay me longer than I should
tears; if the wind were down, I could drive the
(Exil Julia. boat with my sighs. Julia, farewell. What! gone without a word ?
Pan. Come, come away, man; I was sent to Ay, so true love should do: it cannot speak;
call thee. For truth hath better deeds, than words, to grace it.
Lam. Sir, call me what thou darest.
Pan. Wilt thou go?
(Ereunt. Pan. Sir Proteus, you are staid for.
SCENE IV.-Milan. An apartment in the Pro. Go; I come, I come :
Duke's palace. Enter Valentine, Silvia, ThuAlas! this parting strikes poor lovers dumb. rio, and 'Speed.
Sil. ServantSCENE III.—The same. A street. Enler Val. Mistress? Launce, leading a dog.
Speed. Master, Sir Thurio frowns on you,
Val. Ay, boy, it's for love. Launce, Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have done
Speed. Not of you. weeping; all the kind of the Launces have this
Val. Of my mistress then. very fault: I have received my proportion, like the
Speed. 'Twere good, you knocked hm. prodigious son, and am going with Sir Proteus to the Imperial's court. I think, Crab my dog be the
Sil. Servant, you are sad."
Val. Indeed, madam, I seem so. bourest-natured dog that lives: my mother weeping, Thu, Seem you that you are not ? my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid howl- Fal. Haply, I do. ing, our cat wringing her hands, and all our house Thu. So do counterfeits. in a great perplexity, yet did not this cruel-hearted Val. So do you. cur shed one tear: he is a stone, a very pebble-1 Thu. What seem I, that I am not ? stone, and has no more pity in him than a dog: a Val. Wise. Jew would have wept to have seen our parting; Thu. What instance of the contrary? why, my grandam having no eyes, look you, wept Val. Your folly. herself blind at my parting: "Nay, I'll show you Thu. And how quotes you my colly? the manner of it: This shoe is my father ;--no, this Val. I quote it in your jerkin. les shoe is my father ;-no, no, this left shoe is my Thu. My jerkin is a doublet. mother; nay, that cannot be so neither ;-yes, it is Vd. Well, then, I'll double your folly. so, it is so: it hath the worser sole: this shoe, with Thu. How ? the hole in it, is my mother, and this my father : a Sil. What, angry, sir Thurio? do you change vengeance on't! there 'tis: now, sir, this staff is my colour ? sister; for, look you, she is as white as a lily, and as small as a wand: this hat is Nan, our maid; I am cameleon.
Val. Give him leave, madain ; he is a kind of the dog :-no, the dog is himself
, and I am the Thu. That hath more mind to food on your blood, dog. O, the dog is me, and I am myself; ay, so, than live in your air. (1) Kindred. (2) Crazy, distracted.
(5) Serious, (4) Perhaps. (8) Obsorte.
Val. You have said, sir.
Sil. Belike, that now she hath enfranchis'd Thui. Ay, sir, and done too, for this time.
them Val. I know it well, sir ; you always end ere you Upon some other pawn for fealty. begin.
Val. Nay, sure, I think, she holds them prisoSil. A fine volley of words, gentlemen, and quick
ners still. ly shot off.
Sil. Nay, then he should be blind ; and, being Val. "Tis indeed, madam ; we thank the blind, giver.
How could he see his way to seek out you? Sil. Who is that, servant ?
Val. Why, lady, love hath twenty pair of eyes. Val. Yourself, sweet lady; for you gave the fire: Thu. They say, that love hath not an eye at all. Sir Thurio borrows his wit from your ladyship's Val. To see such lovers, Thurio, as jourself'; looks, and spends what he borrows, kindly in your Upon a homely ubject love can wink. company. Thu. Sir, if you spend word for word with me,
Enter Proteus. I shall make your wit bankrupt.
Val. I know it well, sir: you have an exchequer Sil, Have done, have done ; here comes the of words, and, I think, no other treasure to give gentleman. your followers; for it appears by their bare liveries, Va. Welcome, dear Proteus !--Mistress, I be ihat they live biy your bare words.
Sil. No more, gentlemen, no more ; here comes Confirm his welcome with some special favour. my father.
Sil. His worth is warrant for his welcome hither,
If this be he you oft have wish'd to hear from. Enter Duke.
Val. Mistress, it is : sweet lady, entertain him
To be my fellow-servant to your ladyship. Duke. Now, daughter Silvia, you are hard beset.
Sil. Too low a mistress for so high a servant. Sir Valentine, your father's in good health: Pro. Not so, sweet lady; but too mean a servant What say you io a letter from your friends To have a look of such a worthy mistress. of inuch good news ?
Val. Leave off discourse of disability : l'al.
My lord, I will be thankful Sweet lady, entertain him for your servant. To any happy messenger from thence.
Pro. My duty will I boast of, nothing else. Dicke. Know you Don Antonio, your country- Sil. And duty never yet did want his meed; man?
Servant, you are welcome to a worthless mistress, Val. Ay, my good lord, I know the gentleman Pro. I'll die on him that says so, but yourself. To be of worth, and worthy estimation,
Sil. That you are welcome? And not without desert so well reputed.
No; that you are worthless. Duke. Hath he not a son ? Val. Ay, my good lord; a son, that well de
Enter Servant. The honour and regard of such a father.
Ser. Madam, my lord your father would speak Duke. You know him well ?
with you. Val. I knew him as myself; for from our in- Sil. I'll wait upon his pleasure. [Erit Servant. fancy
Come, Sir Thurio, We have convers’d, and spent our hours together: Go with me :-Once more, new servant, welcome And though mysell have been an idle truant, I'll leave you to conser of home affairs; Omitting the siveet benefit of time,
When you have done, we look to hear from you. To clothe mine age with angel-like perfection; Pro. We'll both attend upon your ladyship. Yet hath Sir Proteus, for that's his name,
[Ereunt Silvia, Thurio, and Speed. Mide use and fair advantage of his days:
Val. Now, tell me, how do all from whence you Ilis years but young, but his experience old;
came? His head unmellow'd, but his judginent ripe; Pro. Your friends are well, and have them much And, in a word (for far behind his worth
commended. Come all the praises that I now bestow,)
Val. And how do yours? He is complete in feature, and in mind,
Iles them all in health. With all good grace to grace a rentleman,
Val. How does your lady ? and how thrives your Duke. Beshrew' me, sir, but, if he make this
Pro. My tales of love were wont to weary you He is as worthy for an empress' love,
I know, you joy not in a love-discourse, A meet to be an emperor's counsellor.
Val. Ay, Proteus, but that life is alter'd now : Well, sir; this gentleman is come to me, I have done penance for contemning love; With commendation from great potentates; Whose high imperious thoughts have punish'd me And here he means to spend his time awhile: With bitter fasts, with penitential groans, I think, 'lis no unwelcome news to you.
With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs ; Val.' Should I have wish'd a thing, it had been for, in revenge of my cont.mpt of love, he.
Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthralled eves, Duke. Welcome hin then according to his And made them watchers of mine own heart's sor worth;
row. Silvia, I speak to you; and you, Sir Thurio :
O, gentle Proteus, love's a mighty lord ; For Valentine, I need not citer him to it : And hath so humbled me, as, I confess, I'll send him hither to you presently. (Exit Duke. There is no wo to his correction,
Val. This is the gentleman, I told your ladyship, Nor, to his service, no such joy on earth! Had come along with me, but that his mistress
Now, no discourse, except it be of love; Did hold his eyes lock'd in her crystal looks. Now can I break my fast, dine, sup, and sleep,
Upon the very naked name of love. 11) III beide. (2) Incite.
'Pro. Enough; I read vour fortune in your eye.
Was this the idol that you worship so ? 'Tis but her påcture I have yet beheld,
Val. Even she ; and is she not a beavenly saint? And thut hath dazzled my ressour's light;
There is no reason but I shall be blind.
I will not flatter her. If can check my errang love, I will
SCENE 1.-The same. A street. Enter Speed And I must minister the like to you.
and Launce. Val. Then speak the truth by ber; if pot divine, Yet let her be a principulity,
Speed. Launce! by mine bonesty, welcome to Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth. Milan. Pro. Except my mistress.
Laur. Forswear not thysell, sweet youth; for I
Sweet, except pot any; am not welcome. I reckon this always-thuta bian Except thou wilt except against iny love. is never undos , till be be bangod, nor never wel.
Pro. Have I not reason to prefer side own? lcome to a place, till some ceriam shot be paid, and
Vol. And I will help thee to prefer her too: the hostess say, welcome. She shall be dignified with this high honour, Speed. Come on, you mad-cap, 1'1 to the aleTo bear my lady's train : lest the base earth bouse with you presentiy; where for one shot of Should from her vesture chance to steal a kiss, Ibve pence, thou shalt bare five thousand welcomes. And, of so great a favour growing proud, But, sirrah, how did thy master part with madan Disdain to root the summer-swelling flower,
Julia. And make rough winter everlasting.
Laur. Marry, after they closed in earnest, they Pro. Why, Valentine, what bragrardism is this? parted very fairty in jest Val. Pardon me, Proteus: all I can, is nothing Speed. But shell she marry him ? To her, whose worth makes other worthies nothing, Laun. No. She is alone.
Speed. How then ? shall be marry her? Pro. Then let her alone.
Laun. No, neitber. Vol. Not for the world: why, man, she is mine Speed. What are they broken? own;
Leun. No, they are both as whole as a fish. And I us rich'in having such a jewel,
Speed. Why then, bow stands the matter with As twenty seas, if all their sana were pearl, them? The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold. Laun. Marry, thus; when it stands well with Forgive me, that I do not dream on thee, him, it stands well with her. Because thou seest me dote upon my love. Speed. What an ass art thou! I understand thee My foolish rival, that her father likes,
DOL. Only for his possessions are so huge,
Laun. What a block art thou, that thou canst Is gone with her along; and I must after, not ! My staff understands me. For love, thou know'st, is full of jealousy.
Speed. What thou say'st ? Pro. But she loves you ?
Laun. Ay, and what I do too: look thee, I'HI Ay, and we are betroth’d; but lean, and my staff understands me. Nay, more, our marriage hour,
Speed. It stands under thee, indecd. With all the cunning manner of our flight, Laun. Why, stand under and understand us all Determind of: how I must climb her window; one. The ladder made of cords; and all the means Speed Bat tell me true, will't be a match? Plotted ; and 'greed on, for my happiness.
Laun. Ask my dog: if he say, ay, it will; if he Good Proteus, go with me to my chamber, say, no, it will; if he shake his tail, and say noIn these affairs to sid me with thy counsel. thing, it will.
Pro. Go on before ; I shall inquire you forth: Speed. The conclusion is then, that tt will.
Laun. Thou shalt never get such a secret from Some necessaries that I needs must use;
me, but by a parable. And then I'll presently attend you.
Speed. "Tis well that I get it so. But, Launce, Val Will you make haste ?"
how say'st thou, that my master is become a notaPro. I will.
(Erit Val. ble lover? Even as one heat an-ther heat expels,
Laun. I never knew him otherwise.
Laun. A notable lubber, as thou reportest him Is by a newer object quite forgotten.
to be. Is it mine eye, or Valentinus praise,
Speed. Why, thou whoreson ass, thou mistakest Her true perfection, or my false transgression, That makes me, reasonless, to reason thus? Laun. Why, fool, I meant not thee; I meant She's fair; and so is Julia, that I love ;
thy master. That I did love, for now my love is thaw'd; Speed. I tell thee, my master is become a hot Which, like a waxen imare 'cainst a fire,
lover. Bears no impression of the thing it was.
Laun. Why, I tell thee, I care not though he Methinks, my zeal to Valentine is cold;
burn himself in love. If thou wilt go with me io the And that I love him not, as I was wont: ale-house, 50; if not, thou art a Hebrew, a Jew, O! but I love his lady too, too much;
and not worth the name of a Christian. And that's the reason I love him so little.
Speed, Why? How shall I dote on her with more advice,
Lim. Because thou hast not so much charity in That thus without advice begin to love her! hee, as to go to the ale-house with a Christian :
Wilt thou go? (1) On Puri her knowledge.
Speed. At thy service,