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Pro. But love will not be spurr'd
to what it loaths. Thu. What
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 ?
Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your peace.
[Aside. Thu. What
valour? Pro. O, sir, she makes no doubt of that. Jul. She needs not, when she knows it cowardice.
[ Aside. Thu. What
says she to my birth? Pro. That you are well deriv'd. Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool. [Aside. Thu. Considers she
my possessions ? Pro. O, ay; and pities them. Thu. Wherefore? Jul. That such an ass should owe them. [Aside. Pro. That they are out by lease. Jul. Here comes the duke.
Thu. Not I.
Saw you my daughter ?
for friar Laurence met them both,
Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl,
Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love,
Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love, Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love. [Exit.
Frontiers of Mantua. The Forest.
Enter SILVIA and Out-laws.
Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one Have learn’d me how to brook this patiently.
2 Out. Come, bring her away. i 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 fed; 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! [Exeúnt.
Another part of the Forest.
[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 love, Vouchsafe me, for my meed but one fair look ;
A smaller boon than this I cannot beg,
Val. How like a dream is this I see and hear!, Love, lend me patience to forbear a while. [Aside.
Sis. O miserable, unhappy that I am !
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 un
happy. Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your pre
[ Aside. Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry 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.
Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's belov'd.
All men but Proteus.
2 Felt, experienced.
I'll woo you
like a soldier at arms' end ; And love you 'gainst the nature of love, force you.
Sil. O heaven !
Valentine ! Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or
love; (For such is a friend now,) treacherous man ! Thou hast beguild my hopes ; nought but mine eye Could have persuaded me: Now I dare not say I have one friend alive ; thou would'st 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 confounds me.
Then I am paid;
[Faints. Pro. Look to the boy. Val. Why, boy! why wag ! how now? what is
the matter ? Look up; speak. Jul.
O good sir, my master charg'd me To deliver a ring to madam Silvia; Which, out of my neglect, was never done.