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Your servant, and your friend ; One that attends your ladyship's command.
Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good-mor
Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself.
sil, o Eglamour, thou art a gentleman,
go If not, to hide what I have said to thee, That I may venture to depart alone.
Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances : Which since I know they virtuously are plac'd, I give consent to go along with you;
5 Injunction, command.
Recking' as little what betideth me,
This evening coming.
At friar Patrick's cell, Where I intend holy confession.
Egl. I will not fail your ladyship: Good-morrow, gentle lady.
Sil. Good-morrow, kind sir Eglamour. [Exeunt.
Enter LAUNCE, with his dog. When a man's servant shall play the cur 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 Mrs. 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. O, 'tis a foul thing, when a our 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 suffered for't. 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! 7 Caring.
Enter PROTEUS and JULIA.
Jul. In what you please ; — I will do what I can.. Pro. I hope thou wilt. How now, you idle, peasant?
(To LAUNCE. Where have you been these two days loitering? Laun. Marry, sir, I carried mistress Silvia the
bade me. Pro. And what
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 not : 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, Or ne'er return again into my sight. Away, I say : Stay'st thou 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 lowt; 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,
9 In the end.
Deliver it to madam Silvia ;
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 should'st thou pity her ?
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. Well, give her that ring, and therewithal This letter;- That's her chamber. - Tell my lady, I claim the promise for her heavenly picture. Your message done, hie home unto my chamber, Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary.
[Exit PROTEUS. Jul. How many women would do such a message?
Proteus! thou hast entertain'd
not obtain ;
that which I would have refus'd; To praise his faith, which I would have disprais'd I am my master's true confirmed love; But cannot be true servant to my master, Unless I prove false traitor to myself.
Yet I will woo for him : but yet so coldly,
Enter SILVIA, attended.
Sil. What would you with her, if that I be she?
Jul. If you be she, I do entreat your patience
Sil. From whom?
you for a picture?
Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter. Pardon, me, madam; I have unadvis'd Deliver'd
you a paper that I should not; This is the letter to your ladyship.
Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again.
Sil. There, hold.
Sil. The more shame for him that he sends it me:
Jul. She thanks you.
Jul. I thank you, madam, that you tender her: