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With falsehood, cowardice, and poor descent ; To hate young Valentine, and love my friend. Three things that women highly hold in hate. Pro. As much as I can do, I will effect :Duke. Ay, but she'll think, that it is spoke in But you, sir Thurio, are not sharp enough; hate.
You must lay lime, to tangle her desires, Pro. Ay, if his enemy deliver it:
By wailful sonnets, whose composed rhymes Therefore it must, with circumstance, be spoken Should be full fraught with serviceable vows. By one, whom she esteemeth as his friend. Duke. Ay, much the force of heaven-bred Duke. Then you must undertake to slander poesy. him.
Pro. Say, that upon the altar of her beauty Pro. And that, my lord, I shall be loth to do: You sacrifice your tears, your sighs, your heart: 'Tis an ill office for a gentleman ;
Write till your ink be dry; and with your tears Especially, against his very friend.
Moist it again ; and frame some feeling line, Duke. 'Where your good word cannot advan- That may discover such integrity : tage him,
For Orpheus' lute was strung with poets' sinews; Your slander never can endamage him; Whose golden touch could soften steel and stones, Therefore the office is indifferent,
Make tigers tame, and huge leviathans Being entreated to it by your friend.
Forsake unsounded deeps to dance on sands. Pro. You have prevaild, my lord : if I can do After your dire lamenting elegies, it,
Visit by night your lady's chamber window By aught that I can speak in his dispraise, With some sweet concert: to their instruments She shall not long continue love to him. Tune a deploring dump; the night's dead silence But say, this weed her love from Valentine, Will well become such sweet complaining grieIt follows not, that she will love sir Thurio. Thu. Therefore as you unwind her love from This, or else nothing, will inherit her. him,
Duke. This discipline shows thou hast been in Lest it should ravel, and be good to none,
love. You must provide to bottom it on me:
Thu. And thy advice this night I'll put in Which must be done, by praising me as much
practice: As you in worth dispraise sir Valentine. Therefore, sweet Proteus, my direction-giver, Duke. And, Proteus, we dare trust you in this Let us into the city presently, kind ;
To sort some gentlemen well skill'd in music:
To give the onset to thy good advice.
Pro. We'll wait upon your grace till after supWhere you with Silvia may confer at large ;
per : For she is lumpish, heavy, melancholy, And afterward determine our proceedings. And, for your friend's sake, will be glad of you ; Duke. Even now about it; I will pardon you. Where you may temper her, by your persuasion,
3 Out. Ay, by my beard, will we; SCENE I.-A forest, near Mantua. For he's a proper man.
Val. Then know, that I have little wealth te Enter certain Outlaws. 1 Out. Fellows, stand fast ; I see a passenger. A man I am, cross'd with adversity: 2 Out. If there be ten, shrink not, but down My riches are these poor habiliments, with 'em.
Of which if you should here disfurnish me,
You take the sum and substance that I have. Enter VALENTINE and SPEED.
2 Out. Whither travel you?
Val. To Verona. 3 Out. Stand, sir, and throw us that you have Out. Whence came you?
Val. From Milan. If not, we'll make you sit, and rifle you.
3 Out. Have you long sojourn'd there? Speed. Sir, we are undone! these are the villains Val. Some sixteen months; and longer might That all the travellers do fear so much.
have staid, Val. My friends,
If crooked fortune had not thwarted me. i Out That's not so, sir ; we are your enemies. 1 Out. What, were you banish'd thence ? 2 Out. Peace; we'll hear him.
Val. I was.
about you ;
2 Out. For what offence ?
SCENE II.-Milan. Court of the palace. Val. For that which now torments me to rehearse :
Enter PROTEUS. I kill'd a man, whose death I much repent; Pro. Already have I been false to Valentine, But yet I slew him manfully in fight,
And now I must be as unjust to Thurio. Without false vantage, or base treachery: Under the colour of commending him
1 Out. Why, ne'er repent it, if it were done so: I have access my own love to prefer ; But were you banish'd for so small a fault? But Silvia is too fair, too true, too holy,
Val. I was, and held me glad of such a doom. To be corrupted with my worthless gifts. 1 Out. Have you the tongues ?
When I protest true loyalty to her, Val. My youthful travel therein made me She twits me with my falsehood to my friend ; happy;
When to her beauty 1 commend my vows, Or else I often had been miserable.
She bids me think, how I have been forsworn 3 Out. By the bare scalp of Robin Hood's fat In breaking faith with Julia, whom I lov'd : friar,
And, notwithstanding all her sudden quips, This fellow were a king for our wild faction. The least whereof would quell a lover's hope,
1 Out. We'll have him ; sirs, a word. Yet, spaniel-like, the more she spurns my love, Speed. Master, be one of them ;
The more it grows, and fawneth on her still. It is an honourable kind of thievery.
But here comes Thurio : now must we to her Val. Peace, villain !
window, 2 Out. Tell us this : Have you any thing to And give some evening musick to her ear.
take to? Val. Nothing, but my fortune.
Enter Thurio, and Musicians. 3 Out. Know then, that some of us are gen- Thu. How now, sir Proteus ? are you crept tlemen,
before us ? Such as the fury of ungovern'd youth
Pro. Ay, gentle Thurio ; for, you know, that Thrust from the company of awful men:
love Myself was from Verona banished,
Will creep in service where it cannot go. For practising to steal away a lady,
Thu. Ay, but, I hope, sir, that you love not An heir, and near allied unto the duke.
here. 2 Out. And I from Mantua, for a gentleman, Pro. Sir, but I do; or else I would be hence. Whom, in my mood, I stabb'd unto the heart. Thu. Whom? Silvia ? 1 Out. And I, for such like petty crimes as Pro. Ay, Silvia, -for your sake. these.
Thu. I thank you for your own.—Now, gentleBut to the purpose, -(for we cite our faults,
Enter Host, at a distance ; and Julia in boy's A linguist; and a man of such perfection,
clothes, As we do in our quality much want ;
Host. Now, my young guest ! methinks 2 Out. Indeed, because you are a banish'd you're allycholly; I pray you, why is it? man,
Jul. Marry, mine host, because I cannot be Therefore, above the rest, we parley to you; merry. Are you content to be our general ?
Host. Come, we'll have you merry: I'll bring To make a virtue of necessity,
you shall hear musick, and see the And live, as we do, in this wilderness ? gentleman that you ask'd for. 3 Out. What say'st thou ? wilt thou be of Jul. But shall I hear him speak ? our consórt ?
Host. Ay, that you shall. Say, ay, and be the captain of us all :
Jul. That will be musick. [Musick plays. We'll do thee homage, and be ruld by thee, Host. Hark! hark ! Love thee as our commander, and our king. Jul. Is he among these? 1 Out. But if thou scorn our courtesy, thou Host. Ay; but peace, let's hear 'em.
That all our swains commend her?
Holy, fair, and wise is she ; 3 Out. No, we detest such vile base practices. The heavens such grace did lend her, Come, go with us, we'll bring thee to our crews, That she might admired be. And shew thee all the treasure we have got ; Which, with ourselves, all rest at thy dispose. Is she kind, as she is fair?
For beauty lives with kindness :
Love doth to her eyes repair,
Return, return, and make thy love amends. To help him of his blindness ;
For me,-by this pale queen of night I swear, And, being help'd, inhabits there.
I am so far from granting thy request,
That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit; Then to Silvia let us sing,
And by and by intend to chide myself,
Even for this time I spend in talking to thee. She excels each mortal thing,
Pro. I grant, sweet love, that I did love a Upon the dull earth dwelling :
lady; To her let us garlands bring.
But she is dead.
Jul. 'Twere false, if I should speak it - Aside. Host. How now? are you sadder than you For, I am sure, she is not buried. were before ?
Sil. Say, that she be; yet Valentine, thy How do you, man? the music likes you not.
friend, Jul. You mistake ; the musician likes me not. Survives ; to whom, thyself art witness, Host. Why, my pretty youth ?
I am betroth'd : And art thou not asham'd Jul. He plays false, father.
To wrong him with thy importúnacy? Host. How? out of tune on the strings ? Pro. I likewise bear, that Valentine is dead.
Jul. Not so; but yet so false, that he grieves Sil. And so, suppose, am I; for in his grave, my very heart-strings.
Assure thyself, my love is buried. Hosť. You have a quick ear.
Pro. Sweet lady, let me rake it from the earth. Jul. Ay, I would I were deaf! it makes me Sil. Go to thy lady's grave, and call her's have a slow heart.
thence; Host. I perceive, you delight not in musick. Or, at the least, in her's sepulchre thine. Jul. Not a whit, when it jars so.
Jul. He heard not that.
[ Aside. Host. Hark, what fine change is in the musick! Pro. Madam, if your heart be so obdurate, Jul. Ay; that change is the spite.
Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love, Host. You would have them always play but The picture that is hanging in your chamber ; one thing?
To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and weep: Jul. I would always have one play but one For, since the substance of your perfect self thing. But, host, doth this sir Proteus, that Is else devoted, I am but a shadow ; we talk on, often resort unto this gentlewoman? And to your shadow I will make true love.
Host. I tell you what Launce, his man, told Jul. If 'twere a substance, you would, sure, me, he loved her out of all nick.
deceive it, Jul. Where is Launce ?
And make it but a shadow, as I am. [Aside. Host. Gone to seek his dog ; which, to-mor- Sil. I am very loth to be your idol, sir; row, by his master's command, he must carry But, since your falsehood shall become you well for a present to his lady.
To worship shadows, and adore false shapes, Jul. Peace! stand aside ! the company parts. Send to me in the morning, and I'll send it:
Pro. Sir Thurio, fear not you! I will so plead, And so, good rest. That you shall say, my cunning drift excels.
Pro. As wretches have o'ernight, Thu. Where meet we?
That wait for execution in the morn. Pro. At saint Gregory's well.
[Exeunt Proteus ; and Silvia, from above. Thu. Farewell.
Jul. Host, will you go?
Jul. Pray you, where lies sir Proteus ?
Host. Marry, at my house : Trust me I think,
for your musick, gentlemen: Jul. Not so; butit hath been the longest night, Who is that, that spake?
That e'er I watch'd, and the most heaviest. Pro. One, lady, if you knew his pure heart's
[Ereunt. truth, You'd quickly learn to know him by his voice.
SCENE III.-The same.
Egl. This is the hour that madam Silvia Pro. That I may compass yours.
Entreated me to call, and know her mind; Sil. You have your wish; my will is even There's some great matter she'd employ me in.this,
Thou subtle, perjur’d, false, disloyal man! Silvia appears above, at her window.
Egl. Your servant, and your friend; That hast deceiv'd so many with thy vows? One, that attends your ladyship's command.
Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good- 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 Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself. had more wit than he, to take a fault upon me According to your ladyship's impose,
that he did, I think verily he had been hanged I am thus early come, to know what service for't; sure as I live, he had suffered for't: you It is your pleasure to command me in. shall judge. He thrusts me himself into the Sil
. O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman, company of three or four gentlemen-like dogs, (Think not I flatter, for, I swear, I do not,) under the duke's table: he had not been there Valiant, wise, remorseful, well accomplished. (bless the mark) a pissing while, but all the Thou art not ignorant, what dear good will chamber smelt him. Out with the dog, says I bear unto the banish'd Valentine ;
one; What cur is that? says another; Whip Nor how my father would enforce me marry him out, says the third ; Hang him up, says the Vain Thurio, whom my very soul abhorr’d. duke. I, having been acquainted with the smell Thyself hast lov'd; and I have heard thee say, before, knew it was Crab; and goes me to the No grief did ever come so near thy heart, fellow that whips the dogs: Friend, quoth I, As when thy lady and thy true love died, you mean to whip the dog? Ay, marry do 1, Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity. quoth he. You do him the more wrong, quoth Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine,
I; 'twas I did the thing you wot of. He makes To Mantua, where, I hear, he makes abode ; me no more ado, but whips me out of the chamAnd, for the ways are dangerous to pass, ber. How many masters would do this for their I do desire thy worthy company,
servant ? Nay, I'll be sworn, I have sat on the Upon whose faith and honour Í
stocks for puddings he hath stolen, otherwise he Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour, had been executed : I have stood on the pillory But think upon my grief, a lady's grief; forgeese he hath killed, otherwise he had suffered And on the justice of my flying hence, for't : thou think’st not of this now !--Nay, I To keep me from a most unholy match, remember the trick you served me, when I took Which heaven and fortune still reward with my leave of madam Silvia ; did not I bid thee plagues.
still mark me, and do as I do? When didst thou I do desire thee, even from a heart
see me heave up my leg, and make water against As full of sorrows as the sea of sands,
a gentlewoman's farthingale ? didst thou ever To bear me company, and go with me:
see me do such a trick ? If not, to hide what I have said to thee, That I may venture to depart alone.
Enter PROTEUS and Julia. Egl
. Madam, I pity much your grievances; Pro. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well, Which since I know they virtuously are plac'd, And will employ thee in some service presently. I give consent to go along with you ;
Jul. In what you please ;-I will do what I Recking as little what betideth me,
can. As much I wish all good befortune you.
Pro. I hope, thou wilt.-How now, you When will you go?
whoreson peasant ?
[To Launce. Sil. This evening coming.
Where have you been these two days loitering.? Egl. Where shall I meet you ?
Laun. Marry, sir, I carried mistress Silvia Sil . At friar Patrick's cell,
the dog you bade me. Where I intend holy confession.
Pro. And what says she, to my little jewel ? Egl. I will not fail your ladyship:
Laun. Marry, she says, your dog was a cur; Good morrow, gentle lady:
and tells you, currish thanks is good enough for Sil. Good-morrow, kind sir Eglamour.
such a present.
Laun. No, indeed, she did not : here have I
brought him back again.
Pro. What, didst thou offer her this from me? Enter Launce, with his dog.
Laun. Ay, sir, the other squirrel was stolen When a man's servant shall play the cur with from me by the hangman's boys in the markethim, look you, it goes hard : one that I brought place: and then I offered her mine own; who is up of a puppy; one that I saved from drowning, a dog as big as ten of yours, and therefore the when three or four of his blind brothers and gift the greater. sisters went to it! I have taught him-even as Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog one would say precisely, Thus I would teach a again, dog. I was sent to deliver him, as a present to Or ne'er return again into my sight. mistress Silvia, from my master; and I came no Away, I say: Stay'st thou tó vex me here? sooner into the dining-chamber, but he steps me A slave, that, still an end, turns me to shame. to her trencher, and steals her capon's leg. 0,
[Exit Launce. 'tis a foul thing, when a cur cannot keep himself Sebastian, I have entertained thee, in all companies! I would have, as one should | Partly, that I bave need of such a youth,
That can with some discretion do my business, Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there.
Picture brought. But, chiefly, for thy face, and thy behaviour; Go, give your master this : tell him from me, Which (if my augury deceive me not)
One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget, Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth : Would better fit his chamber than this shadow. Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee. Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter.Go presently, and take this ring with thee, Pardon me, madam ; I have unadvis'd Deliver it to madam Silvia :
Delivered you a paper that I should not ; She loved me well, deliver'd it to me.
This is the letter to your ladyship. Jul. It seems you loved her not, to leave her Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again. token :
Jul. It may not be ; good madam, pardon me. She's dead, belike.
Sil. There, hold. Pro. Not so; I think, she lives.
I will not look upon your master's lines : Jul. Alas!
I know they are stuftd with protestations, Pro. Why dost thou cry, alas ?
And full of new-found oaths; which he will Jul. I cannot choose but pity her.
break, Pro. Wherefore should'st thou pity her? As easily as I do tear his paper. Jul. Because, methinks, that she loved you Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring.
Sil. The more shame for him that he sends As you do love your lady Silvia : She dreams on him, that has forgot her love; For, I have heard him say a thousand times, You dote on her, that cares not for your love. His Julia gave it him at his departure: 'Tis pity, love should be so contrary;
Though his false finger hath profan'd the ring, And thinking on it makes me cry, alas ! Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong.
Pro. Well, give her that ring, and therewithal Jul. She thanks you.
[Exit Proteus. Sil. Dost thou know her ? Jul. How many women would do such a mes- Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself:
To think upon her woes, I do protest, Alas, poor Proteus ! thou hast entertain'd That I have wept an hundred several times. A fox, to be the shepherd of thy lambs :
Sil. Belike, she thinks that Proteus hath forAlas, poor fool! why do I pity him
sook her. That with his very heart despiseth me?
Jul. I think she doth, and that's her cause of Because he loves her, he despiseth me; Because I love him, I must pity him.
Sil. Is she not passing fair ? This ring I gave him, when he parted from me, Jul. She hath been fairer, madam, than she is: To bind him to remember my good will : When she did think my master lov'd her well, And now am I (unhappy messenger)
She, in my judgment, was as fair as you; To plead for that, which I would not obtain ; But since she did neglect her looking-glass, To carry
that, which I would have refus'd ; And threw her sun-expelling mask away, To praise his faith, which I would have dis. The air hath starv'd the roses in her cheeks, prais'd.
And pinch’d the lily-tincture of her face, I am my master's true confirmed love ;
That now she is become as black as I. But cannot be true servant to my master,
Sil. How tall was she? Unless I prove false traitor to myself.
Jul. About my stature: for, at Pentecost, Yet I will woo for him; but yet so coldly, When all our pageants of delight were play'd, As heaven, it knows, I would not have him speed. Our youth got me to play the woman's part,
And I was trimm'd in madam Julia's gown ; Enter Silvia, attended.
Which served me as fit, by all men's judgment, Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my As if the garment had been made for me:
Therefore, I know she is about my height. To bring me where to speak with madam Silvia. And, at that time, I made her weep a-good, Sil. What would you with her, if that I be For I did play a lamentable part: she ?
Madam, 'twas Ariadne, passioning Jul. If you be she, I do entreat your patience For Theseus' perjury, and unjust flight; To hear me speak the message I am sent on. Which I so lively acted with my tears, Sil. From whom?
That my poor mistress, moved therewithal, Jul. From my master, sir Proteus, madam. Wept bitterly; and, would I might be dead, Sil. 0 !-he sends you for a picture ? If I in thought felt not her very sorrow! Jul. Ay, madam.
Sil. She is beholden to thee, gentle youth !-