walk alone, like one that hath the pestilence; to sigh, like a schoolboy that hath lost his A B C; to weep, like a young wench that hath buried her grandam'; to fast, like one that takes diet; to watch, like one that fears robbing; to speak puling, like a beggar at Hallowmas. You were wont, when you laugh'd, to crow like a cock; when you walk'd, to walk like one of the lions; when you fasted, it was presently after dinner; when you look'd sadly, it was for want of money; and now you are so metamorphosed with a mistress', that, when I look on you, I can hardly think you my master. Val. Are all these things perceived in me? Speed. They are all perceived without ye.

Val. Without me? they cannot.

Speed. Without you? nay, that's certain; for, without you were so simple, none else would: but you are so without these follies, that these follies are within you, and shine through you like the water in an urinal, that not an eye that sees you, but is a physician to comment on your malady.

Val. But, tell me, dost thou know my lady Silvia?
Speed. She, that you gaze on so, as she sits at supper?
Val. Hast thou observed that? even she I mean.

Speed. Why, sir, I know her not.

Val. Dost thou know her by my gazing on her, and yet know'st her not?

Speed. Is she not hard-favour'd, sir?

Val. Not so fair, boy, as well favour'd.
Speed. Sir, I know that well enough.

Val. What dost thou know?

Speed. That she is not so fair, as (of you) well-favour'd. Val. I mean, that her beauty is exquisite, but her favour infinite.

like a young wench that HATH buried her grandam ;] It is "had buried" in the early impressions, but amended to "hath buried" in the corr. fo. 1632: so before, we have "hath lost his A B C," and "hath the pestilence," which is manifestly right, the rest of the speech being in the present tense, -" takes diet," "fears robbing," &c.

No

6 -TAKES DIET;] i. e. Under a regimen. See also Vol. ii. p. 264. 7- and now you are so metamorphosed with a mistress,] "So" is in no old copy, but is required in all of them, and it is inserted in the corr. fo. 1632. proof is wanted of the fitness of the insertion, but if it were required, we should find it in Mr. Singer's copy of the second folio, which also has "so metamorphosed." He gives us no hint as to the date of the alterations it comprises, but we conclude that they long preceded our Vol. of "Notes and Emendations."

8

none else would:] Here the old annotator on the corr. fo. 1632 adds be after "would," but we see no ground for its introduction into the text.

Speed. That's because the one is painted, and the other out of all count.

Val. How painted? and how out of count?

Speed. Marry, sir, so painted to make her fair, that no man 'counts of her beauty.

Val. How esteem'st thou me? I account of her beauty. Speed. You never saw her since she was deformed.

Val. How long hath she been deformed?

Speed. Ever since you loved her.

Val. I have loved her ever since I saw her, and still I see her beautiful.

Speed. If you love her, you cannot see her.
Val. Why?

Speed. Because love is blind. Oh! that Oh! that you had mine eyes; or your own eyes had the lights they were wont to have, when you chid at sir Proteus for going ungartered! Val. What should I see then?

Speed. Your own present folly, and her passing deformity; for he, being in love, could not see to garter his hose; and you, being in love, cannot see to put on your hose.

Val. Belike, boy, then you are in love; for last morning you could not see to wipe my shoes.

Speed. True, sir; I was in love with my bed. I thank you, you swinged me for my love, which makes me the bolder to chide you for your's.

Val. In conclusion, I stand affected to her.

Speed. I would you were set, so your affection would cease. Val. Last night she enjoin'd me to write some lines to one she loves.

Speed. And have you?

Val. I have.

Speed. Are they not lamely writ?

Val. No, boy, but as well as I can do them.-Peace! here she comes.

Enter SILVIA.

Speed. Oh excellent motion! oh exceeding puppet'! Now will he interpret to her.

Oh excellent MOTION! oh exceeding PUPFET!] A "motion" in Shakespeare's time, meant a puppet-show (see Vol. iii. p. 68), from the puppets being moved by the master, who interpreted to (or for) them, as Speed supposes Valentine will interpret for Silvia, the "exceeding puppet" on this occasion. “ Motion"

Val. Madam and mistress, a thousand good morrows.
Speed. Oh! 'give ye good even: here's a million of

manners.

Sil. Sir Valentine and servant', to you two thousand. Speed. He should give her interest, and she gives it him. Val. As you enjoin'd me, I have writ your letter Unto the secret nameless friend of your's; Which I was much unwilling to proceed in, But for my duty to your ladyship.

Sil. I thank you, gentle servant.

done.

[Giving a paper.

"Tis very clerkly

Val. Now trust me, madam, it came hardly off; For, being ignorant to whom it goes,

I writ at random, very doubtfully.

Sil. Perchance you think too much of so much pains?
Val. No, madam: so it stead you, I will write,
Please you command, a thousand times as much.
And yet,-

Sil. A pretty period. Well, I guess the sequel:
And yet I will not name it;—and yet I care not ;—
And yet take this again;—and yet I thank you,
Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more.

Speed. And yet you will; and yet, another yet'.
Val. What means your ladyship? do you not like it?
Sil. Yes, yes: the lines are very quaintly writ,
But since unwillingly, take them again.

Nay, take them.

Val. Madam, they are for

you.

[Giving back the paper.

is here, of course, the proper word; but in the Rev. Mr. Dyce's edition of Marlowe's "Faustus" (Vol. ii. p. 57), "motion" in one place is any thing but the proper word, for there it ought to be mention. The Emperor wishes to see the spirit of Alexander the Great raised by the necromancer, and ought to say, "As when I hear but mention made of him,

It grieves my soul I never saw the man."

may be very intel

What he is made to say is very equivocal, for "motion" is allowed to remain in the text instead of mention; and though "to make a motion " ligible, it is not exactly what the Emperor here means.

1 Sir Valentine and SERVANT,] Ladies were accustomed, in Shakespeare's time, to call their admirers their servants: instances are innumerable.

2

and yet, another yet.] So the passage is punctuated in the old copies, as if Speed had said, "and yet," and then paused to see if Silvia would not add "another yet." We only mention this trifle because some modern editors have not attended to it. Of course these speeches by Speed are supposed to be uttered aside, and they are so marked in the corr. fo. 1632. the other stage-directions here, which are certainly necessary for the complete intelligibility of what passes, are from the same authority.

Sil. Ay, ay; you writ them, sir, at my request,
But I will none of them: they are for you.
I would have had them writ more movingly.

Val. Please you, I'll write your ladyship another.
Sil. And, when it's writ, for my sake read it over;
And, if it please you, so; if not, why, so.

Val. If it please me, madam; what then?

Sil. Why, if it please you, take it for your labour: And so good morrow, servant.

Speed. Oh jest! unseen, inscrutable, invisible,

As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple.
My master sues to her, and she hath taught her suitor,
He being her pupil, to become her tutor.

Oh excellent device! was there ever heard a better,

[Exit.

That my master, being scribe, to himself should write the letter?

Val. How now, sir! what, are you reasoning with yourself?

Speed. Nay, I was rhyming: 'tis you that have the reason. Val. To do what?

Speed. To be a spokesman from madam Silvia.

Val. To whom?

Speed. To yourself.

Val. What figure?

Why, she woos you by a figure.

Speed. By a letter, I should say.

Val. Why, she hath not writ to me?

Speed. What need she, when she hath made you write to yourself? Why, do you not perceive the jest?

Val. No, believe me.

Speed. No believing you, indeed, sir: but did you perceive her earnest?

Val. She gave me none, except an angry word.

Speed. Why, she hath given you a letter.

Val. That's the letter I writ to her friend.

Speed. And that letter hath she deliver'd, and there an end.

Val. I would it were no worse! Speed. I'll warrant you, 'tis as well: For often have you writ to her, and she, in modesty,

Or else for want of idle time, could not again reply;

Or fearing else some messenger, that might her mind discover, Her self hath taught her love himself to write unto her

lover.

All this I speak in print, for in print I found it.—-
Why muse you, sir? 'tis dinner time.

Val. I have dined.

Speed. Ay, but hearken, sir: though the cameleon love can feed on the air, I am one that am nourish'd by my victuals, and would fain have meat. Oh! be not like your mistress: be moved, be moved. [Exeunt.

SCENE II.

Verona. A Room in JULIA's House.

Enter PROTEUS and JULIA.

Pro. Have patience, gentle Julia.

Jul. I must, where is no remedy.

Pro. When possibly I can, I will return.

Jul. If you turn not, you will return the sooner.

Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake.

Pro. Why then, we'll make exchange: here, take you this.

[Exchanging rings.

Jul. And seal the bargain with a holy kiss.
Pro. Here is my hand for my true constancy;
And when that hour o'er-slips me in the day,
Wherein I sigh not, Julia, for thy sake,
The next ensuing hour some foul mischance
Torment me for my love's forgetfulness.
My father stays my coming; answer not.
The tide is now: nay, not thy tide of tears;
That tide will stay me longer than I should.
Julia, farewell.-What! gone without a word?
Ay, so true love should do: it cannot speak;
For truth hath better deeds, than words, to grace it.

Enter PANTHINO.

Pant. Sir Proteus, you are stay'd for.

[Exit JULIA.

Go; I come, I come.

Pro.
Alas! this parting strikes poor lovers dumb.

[Exeunt.

3 All this I speak in print,] i. e. With exactness: Speed adds, that he found it "in print," perhaps, in some book or ballad of that time, which has not survived to our's. He has rhymed before, and in the same style, just after Silvia made her exit: those lines could hardly have been, like these, a quotation.