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Besides, she did intend confession
At Patrick's cell this even: and there she was not:
That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled:
Despatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me.
Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl,
Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love, Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. [Exit. Jul. And I will follow more to cross that love, Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love.
SCENE III. Frontiers of Mantua. The Forest.
Enter SILVIA and Outlaws.
Out. Come, come;
Be patient, we must bring you to our captain.
1 Out. Where is the gentleman that was with her? 3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath outrun us,
But Moyses and Valerius follow him.
Go thou with her to the west end of the wood;
1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's
Fear not; he bears an honorable mind,
And will not use a woman lawlessly.
Sil. O Valentine, this I endure for thee! [Exeunt.
SCENE IV. Another Part of the Forest.
Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man!
And, to the nightingale's complaining notes,
Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain!—
These are my mates, that make their wills their law,
They love me well; yet I have much to do
To keep them from uncivil outrages.
Withdraw thee, Valentine; who's this comes here?
Enter PROTEUS, SILVIA, and JULIA.
Pro. Madam, this service I have done for you,
And less than this, I'm sure, you cannot give.
1 To record anciently signified to sing.
Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most unhappy. Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your pres
Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion,
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 approved,1
When women cannot love where they're beloved.
Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's beloved. Read over Julia's heart, thy first, best love,
For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faith
Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou hadst two,
Who respects friend?
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!
I'll force thee yield to my desire.
Val. Ruffian, let go that rude, uncivil touch;
Thou friend of an ill fashion.
Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or
1 Approved is confirmed by proof.
(For such is a friend now,) treacherous man!
I am sorry I must never trust thee more,
Be a sufficient ransom for offence,
I tender it here; I do as truly suffer,
As e'er I did commit.
Then I am paid;
And once again I do receive thee honest:-
Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleased;
And, that my love may appear plain and free,
Jul. O me, unhappy!
Pro. Look to the boy.
Val. Why, boy! why, wag! how now? what is the matter? Look up; speak.
Jul. O good sir, my master charged me to deliver a ring to madam Silvia; which, out of my neglect, was never done.
Pro. Where is that ring, boy?
Jul. Here 'tis: this is it.
[Gives a ring.
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'st thou by this ring? at my depart, I gave this unto Julia.
Jul. And Julia herself did give it me; And Julia herself hath brought it hither. Pro. How! Julia!
Jul. Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths,
Be thou ashamed, that I have took upon me
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!
But constant, he were perfect: that one error Fills him with faults; makes him run through all the sins;
Inconstancy falls off, ere it begins:
What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy
Val. Come, come, a hand from either:
Let me be blest to make this happy close?
Enter Outlaws, with DUKE and THURIO.
Out. A prize, a prize, a prize!
Val. Forbear, forbear, I say; it is my lord the duke. Your grace is welcome to a man disgraced,
Thu. Yonder is Silvia; and Silvia's mine.
Val. Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy death; Come not within the measure of my wrath:
Do not name Silvia thine: if once again,
1 i. e. of her heart: the allusion to archery is continued, and to cleaving the pin in shooting at the butts.