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Which would be great impeachment to his age, Come on, Panthino; you shall be employ'd
(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 fear'd to show my father Julia's letter, Not being try'd and tutor’d in the world : Lest he should take exceptions to my love; Experience is by industry achiev'd,
And with the vantage of mine own excuse And perfected by the swist course of time : Hath he excepted most against my love. Then, tell me, whither were I best to send him? 10, how this spring of love resembleth Pant. I think, your lordship is not ignorant,
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! Ant. I know it well,
Re-enter Panthino. Pant. 'Twere good, I think, your lordship sent him thither :
Pant. Sir Proteus, your father calls for you; There shall he practise tilts and tournaments,
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 Speed. 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 :-
Sweet ornament that decks a thing divine !
Ab 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, 'tis 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 from 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. Ć.; to weep, like a young wench that
sint. And how stand you affected to his wish? had buried her grandam; to tast, like one that takes Pro. As one relying on your lordship’s will, diet;s 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;
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 exhibition4 thou shalt have from me.
my master. To-morrow be in readiness to go:
Val. Are all these things perceived in me?
Speed. They are all perceived without you.
Speed. Without you ? nay, 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 follics, that these Collies 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. (3) Wonder. (4) Allowance.
(5) Under a regimen. (6) Allhallowmas,
but is a physician to comment on your malady. But for my duty to your ladyship.
Val. But tell me, dost thou know my lady Silvia ? Sil. I thank you, gentle servant : 'tis very clerkly:
Speed. She, that you gaze on so, as she sits at done. supper?
Val. Now trust me, madam, it came hardly off ; Pal. 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. Fal. 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, Pal. Not so fair, boy, as well favoured. Please you command, a thousand times as much : Speed. Sir, I know that well enough. 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; Fal. 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. Speed. 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 ; Fal. 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? Pal. 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. | Exil 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 himself should tal. 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 : I with yourself? thank you, you swinged' me for my love, which Speed. Nay, I was rhyming ; 'tis you that have mases 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 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.
Vál. She gave me nonc, except an angry word,
Val. That's the letter I writ to her friend Speed. O, 'give you good even! here's a million
(Aside. of manners.
Speed. And that letter hath she delivered, and
there an end. Si!. Sir Valentine and servant, to you two thou
Val, I would, it were no worse. sand
Speed. I'll warrant you, 'tis as well:
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,
ling; now should not the shoe speak a word for Herself hath taught 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, (, that she
could speak now!) like a wood2 woman ;-well, I All this I speak in print; for in print I found it.- kiss her;-why there'lis ; here's my mother's breath Why muse you, sir? 'uis dinner-iime.
up and down: now come I to my sister; mark the Val. I have dined.
inoan she inakes: 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; thy master SCENE II.–Verona. A room in Julia's house. is shipped, and thou art to post after with oars. Enler Proteus and Julia.
What's the matter? why weepest thou, man? Away,
ass; you will lose the tide, if you larry any longer. Pro. Have patience, gentle Julia.
Laun. It is no matter if the ty'd were lost; for it
is the unkindost ty'd that ever any man ty'd. Jul. I must, where is no remedy.
Pan. What's the unkindest tidc ?
Lun. Why, he that's ty'd here; Crab, my dor. Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake.
Pan. Tut, man, I mean thout lose the flood;
[Giving a ring, and, in losing the flood, lose thy voyage ; and, in Pro. Why then we'll make exchange ; here, losing thy voyage, lose ihy master; and, in losing take you this.
thy master, Jose thy service; and, in losing thy Jul. And seal the bargain with a holy kiss.
service - Why dost ihou stop my mouth! Pro. Here is my hand for my true constancy;
Laun. For Icar thou should’si lose thy tongue. And when that hour o'er-slips me in the day,
Pan. Where should I lose iny tongue ?
Laun. In thy tale.
Pan. In thy tnii?
Laun. Lose the tide, and the voyage, and the Torment me for my love's forgetfulness ! 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
(Eril Julia. boat with my sighs. Julia, farewell.-What! gone without a word ?
Pan. Come, come away, man; I was sent to
call thee. Ay, so true love should do: it cannot speak; For truth huth beiter deeds, than words, lo grace it.
Laun. Sir, call me what thou darest.
Pan. Wilt thou go?
(Exeunt. Pan. Sir Proteus, you are staid for.
SCENE IV.-Milan. An apcrtment in the Pro. Go; I come, I come :
Duke's palace. Enter Valentine, Silvia, ThuAlas! this parting strikes poor lovers dumb.
rio, and Speed. (Exeunt.
Sil. ServantSCENE III.-The same. A street. Eiter Vol. Mistress ? Launce, leading a dug.
Speed. Master, Sir Thurio frowns on you.
Pal. 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 him. prodigious son, and am going with Sir Proteus to
Sl. Servant, you are sad. 3 ihe Imperial's court. I think, Crab my dog be the
l'al. Indeed, madam, I scem so. sourest-natured dog that lives: my mother weeping,
Thu. Seem yon that you are not ? my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid howl.
Pal. 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-heartedi Vd. So do you. cur shed one tear: he is a stone, a very pebble- Thu. What seem I, that I am not ? stone, and has no more pity in him than a dog: a Inl. Wisc. 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 folly? the manner of it: This shoe is my father ;-no, ihis Val. I quote it in your jerkin. left shoe is my father ;--no, no, this lest shoe is my
Thu. My jerkin is a doublet. mother; nay, that cannot be so neither ;-yes, it is Val. Well, then, I'll double your solly. so, it is so: it hath the worser sole: this shoc, with Tt. 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 Val. Give him leave, madamn; he is a kind of small as a wand: this hat is Nan, our maid; I am cameleon. the dog :-no, the dog is himself, and I am the Thu. That hath more mind to feed on your blood, dog.-0, the dog is me, and I am myself; ay, so, than live in your air. (1) Kindred. (2) Crazy, distracted.
(3) Serious. (4) Perhaps. (5) Obserre,
Val. You have said, sir.
Sil. Belike, that now she hath enfranchis'd Thu. Ay, sir, and done too, for this time.
thein Val. I know it well, sir ; you always end ere you Upon some other pawn for sealty. begin.
Val. Nay, sure, I think, she holds them prisoSi. A fine volley of words, gentlemen, and quickly 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 lorers, Thurio, as yourself; looks, and spends what he borrows, kindly in your Upon a homely ubject love can wink. company, Tau, 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, Val. Welcome, dear Proteus !-Mistress, I bethat they live by your bare words.
Sil. No more, gentlemen, no more; here comes Confirm his welcoine 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. Dhike. 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 to a letter from your friends To have a look of such a worthy mistress. Of much 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. Duke. Know you Don Antonio, your country- Sil. And duty never yet did want his meed; man?
Servant, you are welcome to a worthless mistress. Pal. Ay, my good lord, I know the gentleman Pro. i'll die on him that says so, but yourself. To be of ivorth, and worthy estimation,
Sil. That you are welcome? And not without desert so well reputed.
No; that you are worthless, Dike. 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 Dike. You know him well ? Val. I knew him as myself; for from our in- Sil. I'll wait upon his pleasure. [Exit Servant. fancy
Come, Sir Thurio, We have convers'd, and spent our hours together: Go with me :-Once more, new servant, welcome And though myself have been an idle truant,
I'll leave you to conser of home affairs; Omitting the street 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 ladyshin. Ye: hath Sir Proteus, for that's his name,
[Ereunt Silvia, Thurio, and Speed. Slide use and fair advantage of his days:
Val. Now, tell me, how do all from whence you His years but young, but his experience old;
came? His head unmellow'd, but his judgment ripe; Pro. Your friends are well, and have them much And, in a word (for far behind his worth
commended, Cone all the praises that I now bestow,)
Val. And how do yours? He is complete in feature, and in mind,
I left them all in health. With all good grace to grace a gentleman.
Val. How does your lady? and how thrives your Dake. Beshrew' me, sir, but, if he make this love ? good,
Pro. My tales of love were wont to weary you.. He is as worthy for an empress' love,
I knoiv, you joy not in a love-discourse, As 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 lovc; With commendation from great potentates; Whose high imperious thoughts have punish'd me And here he means to spend his time awhile: \Vith bitter fasts, with penitential groans, I think, 'tis no unwelcome news to you. Val.' Should I have wish'd a thing, it had been For, in revenge of my contempt of love,
With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs ; he.
Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthralled eves, Duke. Welcome him then according to his And made them watchers of mine own heart's sor
Val. This is the gentleman, I told your ladyship, Nor, to his service, no such joy on earth!
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, (1) III betide.
Upon the very naked name of love. (2) Incite.
'Pro. Enough; I read vour fortune in your eye.
Was this the idol that you worship so ?
'Tis but her picture I have yet beheld,
There is no reason but I shall be blind.
I will not flatter her. If I can check my erring love, I will; Val. O, hatter me; for love delights in praises. If not, to compass her I'll use my skill. (Erit. Pro. When I was sick, you gave me bitter pills ;
SCENE V.-The same. A street. Enler Speed And I must minister the like to you.
and Launce. Val. Then speak the truth by her; if not divine, Yet let her be a principality,
Speed. Launce! by mine honesty, welcome to Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth. Milan. Pro. Except my mistress.
Laun. Forswear not thyself, sweet youth; for I Val.
Sweet, except not any; am not welcome. I reckon this always--that a man Except thou wilt except against my love. is never undone, till he be hanged; nor never wel
Pro. Have I not reason to prefer mine own? come to a place, till some certain shot be paid, and Val. 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, I'll to the ale. To bear my lady's train : lest the base earth house with you presently; where for one shot of Should froin her vesture chance to steal a kiss, live pence, thou shalt have five thousand welcomes. And, of so great a favour growing proud, But, sirrah, how did thy master part with madam Disdain to root the summer-swelling flower,
Julia. And make rough winter everlasting.
Laun. Marry, after they closed in earnest, they Pro. Why, Valentine, what braggardism is this ? parted very fairly in jest.
Val. Pardon me, Proteus: all I can, is nothing Speed. But shall she marry him ?
Speed. How then ? shall he marry her ?
Laun. No, neither.
Laun. No, they are both as whole as a fish. And I as rich'in having such a jewel,
Spred. Why then, how stands the matter with As twenty seas, if all their sana were pearl,
them? The water neciar, 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,
not, 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'll Val.
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 is all Determin'd of: how I must climb her window ; The ladder made of cords; and all the means
Speed. But tell me true, will't be a match? Plotted; and 'greed on, fór 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 aid me with thy counsel. thing, it will.
Pro. Go on before ; I shall inquire you forth: Speed. The conclusion is then, that it will. I must unto the road, to disembark
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 aitend 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.
[Exil 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 image 'gainst 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 to the And that I love him not, as I was wont:
ale-house, so; if not, thou art a Hebrew, a Jew, 0! 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,!
Laun. Because thou hast not so much charity in That thus without advice begin to love her! thee, as to go to the ale-house with a Christian :
Wilt thou go? (1) On further knowledge.
Speed. At thy service.