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Host. How now are you sadder than you were before ? How do you, man the music likes you not. Jul. You mistake; the musician likes me not. Host...Why, my pretty youth Jul. He plays false, father. Host. How out of tune on the stringst 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. I perceive, you delight not in music. Jul. Not a whit, when it jars so. Host. Hark, what fine change is in the music Jul. Ay; that change is the spite. Host. You would have them always play but one thing f o I would always have one play but one thing. But, host, doth this sir Proteus, that we talk on, often resort unto this gentlewoman f 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 a present 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 ...i. drift excels. Thu. Where meet we ? Pro. At saint Gregory's well. Thu. Farewell. [Exeunt Thurio and Musicians.
Silvia appears above, at her Window.
Pro. Madam, good even to your ladyship. Sil. I thank you for your music, 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. Sit. What is your will Pro. That I may compass yours. sit. 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 deceived 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 §: 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 speak it; 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 importunacy t 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 hers thence; Or at the least, in hers sepulchre thine. Jul. He heard not that. [Aside. Pro. Madam, if your heart be so obdurate, Vouchsafe me yet, your picture for my love, The picture that is hanging in your chamber. To that I’ll speak, to that ill 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. fit. Jul. If 'twere a substance, you would, sure, deceive And make it but a shadow, as I am. [Asiae. Si!'... I am very loath 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. [Exeunt Proteus; and Silvia, from above. Jul. Host, will you go Host. By my hallidom, I was fast asleep. Jul. Pray you, where lies sir Proteus Host. Marry, at my house : Trust me, I think 'tis almost day. Jul. Not so ; but it hath been the longest night That e'er I watch'd, and the most heaviest. [Exount.
Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine,
Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances;
Sit. This evening coming.
Fgf, where shall I meet you ?
sil. At friar Patrick’s cell, Where I intend holy confession.
Eg!. I will not fail your ladyship : Good-morrow, gentle lady.
Sil. Good-morrow, kind sir Eglamour.
SCENE iv. The same.
Enter Launce, with his Dog. Laun. When a man’s servant shall play the dur
with him, look you, it goes hard : one that I brought up of a puppy : one that I saved from drowning, when three or four of his blind brothers and sisters went to it ! I have taught him—even as one would say precisely, Thus I would teach a dog, I was sent to deliver him, as a present to mistress Silvia, from my master; and I came no sooner into the diningchamber, but he steps me to her trencher, and steals her capon's leg. Q: 'tis a foul thing, when a cur cannot keep himself in all companies I would have, as one should say, one that takes upon him to be a dog indeed, to be, as it were, a dog at all things. If I had not had more wit than he, to take a fault upon me that he did, I think verily he had been hanged for’t ; sure as I live, he had suffer'd for't; you shall judge. He thrusts me himself into the company of three or four gentleman-like dogs, under the duke's table: he had not been there (bless the mark) a pissing while ; but all the chamber smelt him. Out with the dog, says one ; What cur is that f says another ; Whip him out, says the third ; Hang him up, says the |..." I having, been acquainted with the smell before, knew it was Crab ; and goes me to the fellow that whips the dogs: Friend, quoth I, you mean to whip the dog o Ay, marry, do I, quoth he: , Kou do him the more wrong, quoth I; 'turas I did the thing you wot of... He makes me no more ado, but whips me out of the chamber. How many masters would do this for their servant Nay, I’ll be sworn, I have sat in the stocks for puddings he hath stolen, otherwise he had been executed : I have stood on the pillory for geese he hath killed, otherwise he had suffered for’t : thou think'st not of this now !—Nay, I remember the trick you served me, when i took my leave of madam Silvia ; did not i bid thee still mar
me, and do as I do When didst thou see me heave up my leg, and make water against a gentlewoman's farthingalet didst thou ever see me do such a trick
Enter Proteus and Julia.
Pro. Sebastian is thy name t I like thee well, And will employ thee in some service presently. Jul. In what you please;—I will do what I can. Pro. I hope, thou wilt.—How now, you whoreson peasant [To Launce. Where have you been these two days loitering Laun. Marry, sir, I carried mistress Silvia the dog you bade me. Pro. And what says she to my little jewel ? Laun. Marry, she says, your dog was a cur; and tells you currish thanks is good enough for such a present. Pro. But she received my dog Laun. No, indeed, she did noi: here have I brought him back again. Pro. What, didst thou offer her this from me? Laun. Ay, sir; the other squirrel was stolen from me by the hangman's boys in the market-place : and then I offered her mine own ; who is a dog as big as ten of yours, and therefore the gift the greater. Pro, Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again, Qr ne'er return again into my sight. Away, I say: Stay'st thqu to vex me here A slave, that, still an end, turns me to shame. [Exit Launce. Sebastian, I have entertained thee, Partly, that I have need of such a youth, That can with some discretion do my business, For 'tis no trusting to yon foolish lout: But, chiefly, for thy face, and thy behaviour; Which (if my augury deceive me not) Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth: Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee. go presently, and take this ring with thee, Ioeliver it to madam Silvia : She loved me well, deliver'd it to me. Jul. It seems you loved her not, to leave her token : She’s dead, belike. Pro. Not so ; I think, she lives. Jul. Alas! Pro. Why dost thou cry, alas ! Jul. I cannot choose but pity her. Pro. Wherefore shouldst thou pity her t Jul. Because, methinks, that she lov’d you as well As you do love your lady Silvia : She dreams on him, that has forgot her 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. Wels, give her that ring, and there withal This letter;-that's her chamber.—Tell my lady,
I claim the promise for her heavenly picture.
Gentlewoman, fo day ! I pray you, be my mean
I weep myself, to think upon thy words.
Egt. The sun begins to gild the western sky;
See, where she comes: Lady, a happy evening !
Sil. Amen, amen go on, good Eglamour !
Egi. 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 Thurio, Proteus, and Julia. Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit t Pro. O, sir, I find her milder than she was ; And yet she takes exceptions at your person. This. What, that my leg is too long t 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 says, 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, Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies’ eyes. 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 2 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.
Here comes the duke. • Enter Duke.
Duke, Why, then she's fled unto that peasant vaAnd Eglamour is in her company. [lentine; '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 mount you presently : and meet with me Upon the rising of the mountain-foot That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled: Despatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. [Exit. Thu: Why, this it is to be a peevish girl, 'That flies her fortune when it follows her : I'll after ; more to be reveng’d on Eglamour, Than for the love of reckless Silvia. [Exit. 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. [Exit.
SCENE III. Frontiers of Mantua. The Forest.
Enter Silvia, and Outlaws. Out. Come, come : Be patient, we must bring you to our captain. Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently. 2 Out. Come, bring her away. 1 out. Where is the gentleman that was with her? 3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath out-run us, But Moyses, and Valerius, follow him. Go thou with her to the west end of the wood, There is our captain : we'll follow him that’s fled; The thicket is beset, he cannot scape. 1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain’s cave: Fear not ; he bears an honourable mind, And will not use a woman lawlessly. Sil. O Valentine, this I endure for thee! [Exeunt.
SCENE IV. Another Part of the Forest.
Enter Valentine. 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. 0 thou that dost inhabit 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 hallooing, 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, Valentine; who's this comes here? [Steps aside. Enter Proteus, Silvia, 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. Wouchsafe me, for my uneed, but one fair look; A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. Wal. How like a dream is this I see and hear! Love, lend me patience to forbear a while. [Aside. Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am 1 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. [Aside.
Siz. Had I been seized § a hum lion, I would have been a breakfast to the beast, Rather than have false Proteus rescue me. O heaven be judge, how I love Valentine, 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 0, 'tis the curse in love, and still approv’d, When women cannot love where they’re belov’d.
Sis. When Proteus cannot love where he's belov’d. Read over Julia’s heart, thv first best love, For whose dear sake thou didst 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 hadst 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 friend ? sil. All men but proteus.
Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words Can no way change you to a milder sorin, I’ll woo you like a so dier, at arms' end ; And love you 'gainst the nature of love, force you. Sil. O heaven : Pro. I’ll force thee yield to my desire. Val. Russian, let go that rude uncivil touch; Thou friend of an iii fashion: Pro. Valentine ! Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or love; (For such is a friend now), treacherous mant Thou hast beguil'd my hopes; nought but mine eye Could have persuaded me . Now I'dare not say I have one friend alive , thou wouldst 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 : O time, most curst 'Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst Pro. My shame and guilt confound me.— Forgive me, Valentine; if hearty sorrow Be a sufficient ransom for offence, I tender it here ; I do as truly suffer, As e”er I did commit. Val. Then I am paid ; And once again I do receive thee honest.— 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 plain and free, All that was mine in Silvia, I give thee. Jul. O me, unhappy Pro. Look to the boy. Val. Why, boy why, wag how now what is the Look up; speak. Umatter : Jul. O good sir, my master charg’d 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. [Shours another Ring. Pro. But, how can'st thou by this ring : at my deI gave this unto Julia. [part, 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, And entertain'd them deeply in her heart : How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root! 0 Proteus, let this habit make thee blush! Be thou asham’d, that I have took upon me
Such an immodest raiment; if shame live
Enter Outlaws, with Duke and Thurio. Out. A prize, a prize, a prize Val. Forbear, I say ; it is my lord the duke. Your grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd, Banish’d Valentine. Duke. Sir Walentine ! 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 : To 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, i I hold him but a fool, that will endanger His body for a girl that loves him not : I claim her not, and theretore 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 art a gent eman, and well deriv'd ; Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her. Val. I thank your grace; the gift hath made mehappy. I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake, To grant one boon that I shall ask of you. Duke. I grant it, for thine own, whate'er it be. Wal. 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, Aud fit for great employment, worthy lord. Duke. Thou hast prevail'd : I pardon them and thee; Dispose of them, as thou know'st their deserts. Come, let us go ; we will include all jars With triumphs, mirth, and rare solemnity. Val. And, as we walk along, I dare be bold With our discourse to make your grace to smile : What think you of this page, my sord * Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him; he blushes. Wał. I warraut you, my lord ; more grace than boy. Duke. What mean you by that saying? Val. Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along, 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 be yours; One feast, one house, one mutual happiness. [Exeunt.
Sir John Falstaff.
Robin, Page to Falstaff.
Servants to Page, Ford, &c.
Bardolph, Pistol, Followers of Falstaff. Nym, SCENE, Windsor; and the Parts adjacent. Act i. Shal. Well, let us see honest master Page : is Falstaff there t scene I. windsor. Before Page's House. Eva. Shall I tell you a lie? I do despise a liar, as
Enter Justice Shallow, Slender, and Sir Hugh Evans.
* Shal. SIR Hugh, persuade me not; I will make a Star-chamber matter of it: if he were twenty sir john Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, esquire. $len. In the county of Gloster, justice of peace, and coram. shal. Ay, cousin Slender, and cust-alorum. slen. Ay, and ratolorum too; and a gentleman born, master parson; who writes himself armigero; in any bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, armigero. Shal. Ay, that we do; and have doue any time these three hundred years. Slen. All his successors, gone before him, have done’t ; and all his ancestors, that, come after him, may : they may give the dozen white luces in their coat. Shal. It is an old coat. Eva. The dozen white louses do become an old coat well ; it agrees well, passant : it is a familiar beast to man, and signifies—love. Shal. The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is an old coat. Slen. I may quarter, coz Shal. You may, by marrying. Eva. It is marring indeed, if he quarter it. shal. Not a whit. Eva. Yes, py’r lady; if he has a quarter of your coat, there is but three skirts for yourself, in my simple conjectures ... but that is all one : if sir John Falstaff have committed disparagements unto you, I an of the church, and will be glad to do my benevolence, to make atonements and compromises between ou. y Shal. The council shall hear it; it is a riot. Eva. It is not meet the council hear a riot; there is no fear of Got in a riot: the council, look you, shall desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to hear a riot; take your wizaments in that. Shal. Ha! o' my life, if I were young again, the sword should end it. Eva. It is petter that friends is the sword, and end it; and there is also another device in my prain, which, peradventure, prings, goot discretions with it : there is Anne Page, which is daughter to master George Page, which is pretty, virginity. Slen. Mistress Anne Page She has brown hair, and speaks small like a woman. Eva. It is that fery verson for all the 'orld, as just as you will desire and seven hundred pounds of monies, and gold, and silver, is her grandsire, upon his death's-bed, (Got deliver to a joyful resurrections !) give, when she is able to overtake seventeen years old : . it were a goot motion, if we leave our pribbles and prabbles, and desire a marriage between master Abraham, and mistress Anne Page. shal. Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred pound ! Eva, Ay, and her father is make her a petter penny. Shal. I know the young gentlewoman; she has good gifts. Eva. Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, is good gifts.
I do despise one that is false; or as I despise one that is not true. The knight, sir John, is there; and, I beseech you, be ruled by your well-willers. I will peat the door [Knocksi for master Page. What, hoa Got pless your house here :
Fal. Now, master Shallow, you'll complain of me to the king f shal. Knight, you have beaten my men, killed my deer, and broke open my lodge. Fal. But not kiss'd your keeper's daughter? Shal. Tut a pin this shall be answered. fal. I will answer it straight;-1 have done all this—that is now answer'd. Shal. The council shall know this. rai, "twere better for you, if it were known in counsel : you’ll be laugh’d at. Eva. Pauca verba, sir John, goot worts. ral. Good worts good cabbage.—Siender, I broke your head; what matter have you against me ! slen. Marry, sir, I have matter in my head against you ; and against your coney-catching rascals, Bardolph, Nym, and Pistol. They carried me to the tavern, and made me drunk, and afterwards picked my pocket. Bard. You Banbury cheese! slen. Ay, it is no matter.