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For what I will, I will, and there an end. And drench'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd:
I am resolvd, that thou shalt spend some time I feard to shew my father Julia's letter,
With Valentino in the emperor's court ;

Lest he should take exceptions to my love;
What maintenance he from his friends receives, And with the vantage of inine own excuse
Like exhibition' thou shalt have from me. 5 Hath he excepted most against my love:
To-morrow be in readiness to go:

Oh, how this spring of love resembleth Excuse it not, for I am peremptory.

The uncertain glory of an April day; Pro. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided; Which now shews all the beauty of the sun, Please you, deliberate a day or two. (after thee: And by and by a cloud takes all away! Ant. Look, what thou want'st, shall be sent 10

Re-enter Panthino. No more of stay; tomorrow thou must go.- Pant. Sir Protheus, your father calls for you; Come on, Panthino; you shall be employ'd He is in haste, therefore, I pray you, go. To hasten on hisexpedition. [Ereunt Ant. o Pant. Pro. Why, this it is; my heart accords thereto; Pro. Thus have I shunn'd the fire, for fear of And yet a thousand times it answers, no. burning; 1151

[Exeunt.

is but one.

А с т ІІ.
SCENE I.

phos'd with a mistress, that, when I look on you,

can hardly think you my master. Changes to Milan.

25 Val. Are all these things perceiv'd in me? An apartment in the duke's palace,

Speed. They are all perceiv'd without ye.
Énter Valentine and Speed.

Vul. Without me? they cannot.
IR, your glove.

Speed. Without you? nay, that's certain; for,

without you were so simple, none else would : but Speed. Why then this may be yours; for this 30 you are so without these follies, that these follies

are within you, and shine through you like the Val. Ha! let me see: ay, give it me, it's inine: water in an urinal; that not an eye, that sees you, Svett ornament, that decks a thing divine ! but is a physician to comment on your malady: Ab Silvia! Silvia!

Val. But, tell me, dost thou know my lady Speed. Madam Silvia! madam Silvia! 35

Silvia ?

[supper? Tal. How now, sirrah?

Speed. She that you gaze on so, as she sits at Specd. She's not within hearing, sir.

Val. Hast thou observed that? even she I mean. l'ul. Why, sir, who had you call her?

Speed. Why, sir, I know her not. Speed. Your worship, sir; or else I mistook. Val. Dost thou know her by my gazing on her, Val. Well, you'll still be too forward. [slow. 40 and yet know'st her not? Speed. And yet I was last chidden for being too Speed. Is she not hard-favour'd, sir? Pal. Go to, sir; tell me, do you know madam Val. Not so fair, boy, as well-favour'd, Silvia

Speed. Sir, I know that well enough. Speed. She that your worship loves?

Val. What dost thou know? tal. Why, bow know you that I am in love? 45 Speed. That she is not so fair, as (of you) well.

Speed. Marry, by these special marks: First, favour'd. Hoa hare learn'd, like sir Protheus, to wreath your l'al. I mean, that her beauty is exquisite, but arms like a male-content; to relish a love- ong, her favour intinite. like a Robin-red-breast; to walk alone, like one Speed. That's because the one is painted, and that had the pestilence; to sigh, like a school-boy 50 the other out of all count. that bad lost his A B Ć; to weep, like a young l'al. How painted? and how out of count? uench that had buried her grandam; to fast, like Speed. Marry, sir, so painted, to make her fair, one that takes diet'; to watch, like one that fears that no man counts of her beauty. pubbing; to speak puling, like a beggar at Ha- Val. How esteem'st thou me? I account of her lowmas' You were wont, when you laugh’d, to 5 beauty. crow like a cock; when you walk'd, to walk like Speed. You never saw her since she was deone of the lions; when you fasted, it was pre

form'd. seutly after dinner; when you look'd sadly, it was Va'. How long hath she been deform'da for want of money: and now you are metamor- Speed. Ever since you lov’d her. "That is, allowance. To take diet was the phrase for being under a regimen.

. That is, about the feast of All-Saints, when the poor people in Staffordshire, and probably in Warwickshire, go from parish to parish a souling as they call it; i. e. begging and puling (or singing small) for soulaasis, or any good thing to make them merry. This custom secins a remnant of Popish supermilion to pray for departed souls, particularly those of friends. 3

Fal.

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over:

morrow's.

Val. I have lov'd her, ever since I saw her ;) But since unwillingly, take them again ; and still I see her beautiful.

Nay, take them.
Speed. If you love her, you cannot see her. Val. Madam, they are for you.
Val. Why?

Sil. Ay, ay; you writ them, sir, at my request; Speed. Because love is blind. O, that you had 5 But I will none of them: they are for you: mine eyes; or your own eyes had the lights they I would have had them writ more inovingly. were wont to have, when you chid at sir Protheus Val. Please you, I'll write your lariyship another. for going ungarter'd!

Sil. And, when it's writ, for my sake read it Ful. What should I see then ?

Speed. Your own present folly, and her passing 10 And, if it please you, so; if not, why, so, deformity: for he, being in love, could not see to Val. If it please me, madam? what then? garter his hose ; and you, being in love, cannot Sil. Why, if it please you, take it for your see to put on your hose.

labour; Val. Belike, boy, then you are in love ; for last And so good-morrow, servant.

[Erit. morning you could not see to wipe my shoes. 115. Speed. () jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible,

Speed. "True, sir ; I was in love with my bed : As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a I thank you, you swing'd me for my love, which

steeple!

[suitor, makes me the bolder to chide you for yours. My master suies to her; and she hath taught her

Pal. In conclusion, I stand affected to her. He being her pupil, to become her tutor.

Speed. I would you were set, and your affection 200 excelent device! was there ever heard a better? so would cease.

That my master, being the scribe, to himself Val. Last night she enjoin'd me to write some

should write the letter! Jmes to one she loves.

Val. Ilow now, sir ? what, are you reasoning* Speed. And have you?

with yourself? Mal. I have.

25 Speed. Nay, I was rhiming; 'tis you that have Speed. Are they not lamely writ?

the reason.
Val. No, boy, but as well as I can do them :- l'al. To do what?
Peace, here she comes.

Speed. To be a spokesman from madam Silvia.
Enter Silvia.
Val. To whom?

[tigure. Speed. Oh, excellent motion'! Oh, exceeding 30 Speed. To yourself; why, she wooes you by a puppet! now will he interpret to her.

Val. What iigure?
Val. Madam and mistress, a thousand good- Speed. By a letter, I should say.

l'al. Why, she hath not writ to me? Speed. Oh! 'give ye good even! here's a inil- Speed. What need she, when she made you lion of manners.

35 write to yourself? Why, do you not perceive the Sil. Sir Valentine and servant’, to you two jest? thousand.

Val. No, believe me. Speed. Jle should give her interest; and she Speed. No believing you indeed, sir: But did gives it him.

you perceive her earnest ? Pil. As you enjoin’d me, I have writ your letter 40 l'al. She gave me none, except an angry word. Unto the secret ameless friend of yours;

Speed. Why, she bath given you a letter. Which I was much unwilling to proceed in,

l'al. That's the letter I writ to her friend. But for my duty to your ladyship.

Speed. And that letter hath she deliver'd, and Sil. I thank you, gentle servant: 'tis ver: there an end. clerhis clone.

[011 : 45 lul. I woull, it were no worse. Tul. Now trust me, madam, it came hardly Speed. I'll warrant you, 'tis as well: [de st!, For, being ignorant to whom it goes,

For often you have writ to her; and she, in moI wiit at random, very doubtfully.

Orilse formant of idle time,could notugain repli; Sil. I'erchance you think too much of so much Or feuring else some messenger, that might her pains?

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mind discorer, Val. No, madain; so it stead you, I will write. Ierself hath taught her love himself to write unPlease you comn and, a thousand times as much :

to her lorer:And vet,

Ill this I speak in print“, for in print I found it.Sil. A pretty period! Weil, I guess the seyuel: Why muse you, sir: 'tis dinner-time. Aud vet I will not name it:—and yet I care not ;- 55 Pul. I've din’d, And yet take this again; and yet I thank you ; Speed. Ay, but hearken, sir: though the caMeaning henceforthiotrouble you no more.(Aside.

meleon love can feưd on the air, I am one that am Speed. And yet you will; and yet another yet nourish'd by my victuals, and would tain have vul. What means your ladyship? do you not lineat: Oh! be not like your mistress; be mov'd, like it?

160 ve moved. Sil. Yes, yes: the lines are very quaintly writ

[Exeunt. Motion, in Shakspeare's time, signified puppet, or a puppet-show. ? This was the language of ladies to their lovers in Shakspeare's time. 3. That is, like a scholar. * That is, discoursing, tulking. Si. e. there's the conclusion of the matter. In print incans with exactness.

SCENE my tears.

S CE NE II.

(my mother:-oh that she could speak now like a

wood woman'!--well, I kiss her ;--why, there Julia's house at Verona.

('tis; here's my mother's breath up and down: now Enter Protheus and Julia.

come I to my sister; mark the moan she makes: Pro. Ilave patience, gentle Julia.

5 now the dog all this while sheds not a tear, nor Jul. I must, where is no remedy.

speaks a word; but see how I lay the dust with Pro. When possibly I can, I will return. Jul. If you turn not, you will return the sooner:

Enter Panthino. Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake. Pan. Launce, away, away, aboard; thy master

[Giringaring. 10 is shipp'd, and thou art to post after with oars. Pro. Why then we'll make exchange; here,

What's the matter? why weep'st thou man? Away, take you this.

ass; you will lose the tide, if you tarry any longer. Jul. And seal the bargain with a holy kiss. Laun. It is no matter if the tide were lost ; for Pro. Here is my hand for my true constancy;

it is the unkindest ty'd that ever any man ty’d. And when that hour o'erslips me in the day,

15 Pan, What's the unkindest tide? Wherein I sigh not, Julia, for thy sake,

Laun. Why, he that's ty'd here; Crab, my dog. The next ensuing hour sone foul mischance Pun. Tut, man, I mean thou'lt lose the flood; Forment me for my love's forgettulness !

and, in losing the flood, lose thy voyage; and, in My father stays my coming; answer not; losing thy voyage, lose thy master; and, in losing The tide is now: nay, not thy tide of tears ; 20 thy master, lose thy service; and, in losing thy serThat tide will stay me longer than I should: vice,-Why dost thou stop my mouth?

[Erit Julia.

Laur. För fear thou should'st lose thy tongue. Julia, farewell.—What! gone without a word? Pun. Where should I lose my tongue? Ay, so true love should do:-it cannot speak; Luun. In thy tale. Fortruth hath better deeds, than words, to grace it. 25 Pan. In thv tail? Enter: Panthino.

Laun. Lose the tide, and the voyage, and the Pan. Sir Protheus, you are staid for.

master, and the service, and the tide? Why, man, Pro. Go; I come, I come:

if the river were dry, I am able to fill it with my Alas! this parting strikespoor lovers dumb. [Exe.. tears; if the wind were down, I could drive the SCENE III.

30 boat with my sighs.

Pan. Come, come away, man; I was sent to A street.

call thee. Enter Inunce leading a dog.

Laun. Sir, call me what thou dar'st. Laưn. Nay, 'twill be this hour ere i have done Pun. Wilt thou go? werping: all the kind of the Launces have this very 35 Laun. Well, I will go.

[Ereunt. fauli: i have received my proportion, like the pro

SCENE IV. fligious son, and am going with sir Protheus to the imperial's court. I think, Crab my dog be the

MIL AN. sourest natur'd dog that lives: my mother weeping,

An apartmeut in the duke's palace. my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid 40 Enter Valentine, Silvia, Thurio, and Speed. bowling, our cat wringing her hands, and all our Sil. Servant,horse ma great perplexity, yet did not this cruel l'al. Mistress? hearted cur shed one tear: he is a stone, a very Speed. Master, sir Thurio frowns on you. pebble-stone, and has no more pity in him than a Val. Ay, boy, it's for love. dor: a Jew would have wept to have seen our part- 45 Speed. Not of you. ing: why, my grandam having no eyes, look you, Pal. Of my mistress then. Vept herself blind at my parting. Nay, I'll show Speed. 'Twere good you kuock'd him. you the inanner of it: This shoe is my father ; Sil. Servant, you are sad. 10, this left shoe is my father;--no, no, this left Val. Indeed, madam, I seem so. shoe is my mother;--nay, that cannot be so nei-50 Tku. Seem you that you are not? ther;-yes, it is so, it is so; it hath the worser sole: lal. llaply, I do. This shoe with the hole in it, is my mother, and Thu. So do counterfeits. this my father; A vengeance on't! there'tis; now, Val. So do

you. sr, this start is my sister; tor, look you, she is as Thu. What seem I, that I am not? white as a lilly, and as small as a wand: this hat is 55! Val. Wise. Nan, our maid; I am the dog :--No, the dog is Thu. What instance of the contrary? hinself, and I am the dog -oh, the dog is me, Val. Your folly. and I am myself; ay, so, so. Now come I to my Thu. And how quote? you my folly? father; Futher your blessing; now should not the Val. I quote it in your jerkin. shoe speak a word for weeping; now should I kis 60 Thu. My jerkin is a doublet. my father; well he weeps on: how come I tol Val. Well, then, I'll double your folly.

· That is, crazy, frantic with grief; or distracted, from any other cause. The word is very frequently used in Chaucer; and sometimes writ wood, sometimes rode, Wood, or crazy wonen, were isclently supposed to be able to tell fortunes, ? To quole is to observe.

Thu. beseech you,

Thu. How?

Silvia, I speak to you; and you, sir Thurio: Sil. What, angry, sir Thurio? do you change For Valentine, I need not cite him to it: colour?

P'll send him hither to you presently. [Exit Duke. Val. Give him leave, madam; he is a kind of Val. This is the gentleman, I told your ladyship, cameleon.

5 Had come along with me, but that his mistress Thu. That hath more mind to feed on your Did hold his eyes lock'd in her crystal looks. blood, than live in your air.

Si'. Belike, that now she hath enfranchis'd them Val. You have said, sir,

l'pon some other pawn for fealty. Thu, Ay, sir, and done too, for this time. Val. Nay, sure, I think, she holds them priVal. I know it well, sir; you always end ere 10

sopers still.

[blind, you begin

Sil. Nay, then he should be blind; and, being Sil. A fine volley of words, gentlemen, and How could he see his way to seek out you? quickly shot off.

Val. Why, lady, love hath twenty pair of eyes. Val. 'Tis indeed, madam ; we thank the giver. Thu. They say, that love hath not an eye at all. Sil. Who is that, servant ?

15 Val. To see such lovers, Thurio, as yourself; Val. Yourself, sweet lady; for you gave the Upon a homely object love can wink. fire; sır 'I burio borrows his wit from your lady

Enter Protheus. ship’s looks, and spends what he borrows, kindly Sil. Have done, have done, here comes the in your company.

gentleman. Thu. Sir, if you spend word for word with me, 20 val. Welcome, dear Protheus !—Mistress, I I shall make your wit bankrupt.

Val. I know it well, sir; you have an exche- Confirm his welcome with some special favour. quer of words, and, I think, no other treasure to Sil. His worth is warrant for his welcome hither, give your toilowers; for it appears by their bare If this be he you oft have wish'd to hear from. liveries, that they live by your bare words. 125 Val. Mistress, it is: sweet lady, entertain him

Sil. No more, gentlemen, no more; here comes To be my fellow-servant to your ladyship. my father.

Sil. Too low a mi tress for so high a servant. Enter the Duke.

Pro. Not so, sweet lady; but too mean a servant Duke. Now, daughter Silvia, you are hard beset. To have a look of such a worthy mistress. Sir Valentine, your father's in good health: 30 Val. Leave off discourse of disability: What say you to a letter from your friends Sweet lady, entertain him for your servant, Of much good news?

Pro. My duty will I boast of, nothing else. Val. My lord, I will be thankful

Sil. And duty never yet did want his meed: To any happy messenger from thence. [man Servant, you are welcome to a worthless mistress. Duke. Know you Don Anthonio, your country-35 Pro. I'll die on him that says so, but yourself.

Val. Ay, my good lord, I know the gentleman Sil. That you are welcome? To be of worth, and worthy estimation,

Pro. No; that you are worthless. And not without desert so well reputed.

Enter Servant. Duke. Hath he not a son ?

[serves Ser. Madam, my lord your father would speak Val. Ay, my good lord; a son, that well de- 40 with you. The honour and regard of such a father.

Sil. I'll wait upon his pleasure. [Exit Serv. Duke. You know hiin well?

Come, sir Thurio, Val. I knew him, as myself; for from our infancy Go with me:-Once more, new servant, welcome: We have convers’d, and spent our hours together: I'll leave you to confer of home-affairs; And though myself have been an idle truant, 45 When you have done, we look to hear from you. Omitting the sweet benefit of time,

Pro. We'll both attend upon your ladyship; To clothe mine age with angel-like perfection:

[Exeunt Silvia and Thurio. Yet hath sir Protheus, for that's his name,

Val. Now, tell me, how do all from whence Made use and fair advantage of his days:

you came? His years but young, but his experience old ; 50 Pro. Your friends are well, and have them much His head unmellow'd, but his judgment ripe;

commended. And, in a word, (for far behind his worth

Val. And how do yours? Come all the praises that I now bestow)

Pro. I left them all in health, He is complete in feature, and in mind,

Val. How does your lady? and how thrives your With all good grace to grace a gentleman.

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loye? Duke. Beshrew me, sir, but if he make this good, Pro. My tales of love were wont to weary yon; He is as worthy for an empress' love,

know, you joy not in a love discourse. As meet to be an emperor's counsellor.

Val. Ay, Protheus, 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; 60 Whose high imperious thoughts have punish'd me And bere he means to spend his time a-while: With bitter fasts, with penitential groans, I think, 'tis no unwelcome news to you.

With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs: Val. Should I have wish'd a thing, it had been he. For, in revenge of my contempt of love, Duke. Welcome him then according to hisworth;} | Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthralled eyes,

And

And made them watchers of mine own heart's sor- Pro. I will.

[Erit Val. O, gentle Protheus, love's a mighty lord; [row. Even as one heat another heat expels, And hath so humbled me, as, I confess,

Or as one nail by strength drives out another, There is no woe to his correction,

So the remembrance of my former love Nor, to his service, no such joy on earth! 5 Is by a newer object quite forgotten. Now, no discourse, except it be of love: Is it mine eye, or Valentino's praise, Now I can break my fast, dine, sup, and sleep, Her true perfection, or my false transgression, l'pon the very naked name of love.

That makes me, reasonless, to reason thus? Pro. Enough; I read your fortune in your eye: She's fair ; and so is Julia, that I love ;Was this the idol that you worship so? 10 That I did love, for now my love is thaw’d;

Val. Even-she; and is slie not a heavenly saint ? Which, like a waxen image 'gainst a fire',
Pro. No; but she is an earthly paragon. Bears no impression of the thing it was.
Val. Call her divine.

Methinks, my zeal to Valentine is cold:
Pro. I will not fiatter her.

And that I love him not, as I was wont : Val. O flatter me; for love delights in praise. 15 Oh! but I love his lady too, too much;

Pro. When I was sick, you gave me bitter pills; And that's the reason I love him so little. And I must minister the like to you.

How shall I doat on her with more advice', Pal. Then speak the truth by her; if not divine, That this without advice begin to love her ? Yet let her be a principality,

'Tis but her picture I have yet beheld, Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth. 20 And that hath dazzled so much reason's light: Pro. Except my mistress.

But when I look on her perfections, Val. Sweet, except not any ;

There is no reason but I shall be blind. Except thou wilt except against my love. If I can check my erring love, I will;

Pro. Have I not reason to prefer mine own? If not, to compass her I'll use my skill. [Exit.
Val. And I will help thee to prefer her too. 25

SCENE V.
She shall be dignified with this high honour,-
To bear my lady's train; lest the base earth

A street.
Should from her vesture chance to steal a kiss,

Enter Speed and Launce. And, of so great a favour growing proud,

Speed. Launce! by mine honesty, welcome to Disdain to root the summer-swelling flower, 130 Milan. And make rough winter everlastingly.

Laun. Forswear not thyself, sweet youth; for Pro. Why, Valentine, what braggardism is this? I am not welcome. I reckon this always--that a

Val. Pardon me, Protheus : all I can, is nothing man is never undone till he be hang'd ; nor never To her, whose worth makes other worthies no- welcome to a place, till some certain shot be paid, She is alone.

[thing ; 35 and the hostess

say,

Welcome. Pro. Then let her alone.

[own; *Speed. Come on, you mad-cap, I'll to the ale'Pal. Not for the world; why, man, she is mine house with you presently; where, for one shot of And I as rich in having such a jewel,

tive pence thou shalt havetive thousand welcomes. As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, But, sirrah, how did thy master part with madam The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold. 40 Julia? Forgive me, that I do not dream on thee,

Luun. Marry, after they clos'd in earnest, they Because thou see'st me doat upon my love. parted very fairly in jest. My foolisb rival, that her father likes,

Speed. But shall she marry him?
Only for his possessions are so buge,

Luun. No.
Is gone with her along; and I must after, 45 Speed. How then ? shall be marry her?
For love, thou knowst, is full of jealousy.

Lau. No, neither.
Pro. But she loves you?

Specd. What, are they broken? Pal. Ay, and we are betroth’d; nay more, our Laun. No, they are both as whole as a fish. marriage hour,

Speed. Why thenhow stands thematterwiththemd With all the cunning manner of our flight, 501 Luun. Marry, thus ; when it stands well with Determin’d of: how I must climb her window; him, it stands well with her. The ladder made of cords; and all the means Speed. What an ass art thou? I understand Plotted, and 'greed on for my happiness.

thee not. Good Protheus, go with me to my chamber, Laun. What a block art thou, that thou canst In these affairs to aid me with thy counsel. 55 not? My staff understands me.

Pro. Go on before; I shall enquire you forth : Speed. What thou say’st? I must unto the road, to disembark

Laun. Ay, and what I do too: look thee, I'll Some necessaries that I needs must use;

but lean, and my staff understands me. And then P'll presently attend you.

Speed. It stands under thee, indeed.

[one. Val. Will you make haste ?

601 Laun. Why, stand-under and understand is all • The first or principal of women. That is, there is none to be compard to her. This alludes to the figures made by witches, as representatives of those whom they designed to torment or destroy. With more prudence, with more discretion.

Speed.

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