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Duke. About it, gentlemen.

2 Out. And I from Mantua, for a gentleman, Pro. We'll wait upon your grace till after Whom, in my mood, I stabbed unto the heart. supper:

1 Out. And I, for such petty crimes as these. And afterward determine our proceedings. But to the purpose,---(for we cite our faults, Duke. Even now about it; I will pardon you. That they may hold excus'd our lawless lives,)

[Exeunt. And, partly, seeing you are beautify'd

With goodly shape; and by your own report
A linguist; and a man of such perfection,
As we do in our quality much want :

2 Out. Indeed, because you are a banish'd man,

Therefore, above the rest, we parley you: SCENE I. A Forest, near Mantua.

Are you content to be our general ?

To make a virtue of necessity,
Enter certain Out-laws.

And live, as we do, in this wilderness? 1 Out. Fellows, stand fast; I see a passenger.

3 Out. What say'st thou? wilt thou be of our 2 Out. If there be ten, shrink not, but down consort ? with 'ein.

Say ay, and be the captain of us all;

We'll do thee homage, and be rul'd by thee, Enter VALENTINE and SPEED.

Love thee as our commander and our king. 3 Out. Stand, sir, and throw us that you 1 Out. But if thou scorn our courtesy, thou have about you;

diest. If not, we'll make you sit, and rifle yon. 2 Out. Thou shalt not live to brag what we

Speed. Sir,we are indone! these are the villains have offer'd. That all the travellers do fear so muci.

Val. I take your offer, and will live with you: Val. My friends,

[mies. Provided that you do no outrages 1 Out. T'hat's not so, sir; we are your ene- On silly women, or poor passengers. 2 Out. Peace; we'll hear him.

3 Out. No, we detest such vile base practices, 3 Out. Ay, by my beard, will we; for he is a Come, go with us, we'll bring thee to our crews,

And shew thee all the treasure we have got; proper man. Val. Then know, that I have little wealth to Which, with ourselves, all rest at thy dispose. lose;

(Exeunt A man I am, cross'd with adversity :

SCENE II. Milan. Court of the Palace. My riches are these poor habiliments,

Enter PROTEUS. Of which if you should here disfurnish me,

Pro. Already have I been false to Valentine, You take the sum and substance that I have.

And now I must be as unjust to Thurio. 2 Out. Whither travel you?

Under the colour of commending him, Val. To Verona.

I have access my own love to prefer; 1 Out. Whence came you?

But Silvia is too fair, too true, too holy, Val. From Milan.

To be corrupted with my worthless gifts. 3 Out. Have you long sojourned there? Val. Some sixteen months; and longer She twits me with my falsehood to my friend;

When I protest true loyalty to her, might have staid,

When to her beauty i commend my vows, If crooked fortune had not thwarted me.

She bids me think, how I have been forsworn 1 Out. What, were you banish'd thence ?

In breaking faith with Julia whom I lov'd: Val. I was.

And, notwithstanding all her sudden quips, 2 Out. For what offence ?

The least whereof would quell a lover's hope, Val. For that which now torments me to re- Yet, spaniel-like, the more she spurns my love, hearse :

The more it grows and fawneth on her still. I kill'd a man, whose death I much repent;

But here comes Thurio; now must we to her But yet I slew him inanfully in tight,

window, Without false vantage, or base treachery.

And give some evening musick to her ear. 1 Out. Why, ne'er repent it, if it were done so; But were you banish'd for so small a fault?

Enter THƯRIO, and Musicians. Val. I was, and held ine glad of such a doom.

Thu. How now, Sir Proteus ? are you crept 1 Out. Have you the tongues ?

before us? Val. My youthful travel therein made me

Pro. Ay, gentle Thurio; for, you know that love happy;

Will creep in service where it cannot go. Or else I often had been miserable.

Thu. Ay, but, I hope, sir, that you love not 3 Out. By the bare scalp of Robin Hood's fat

here. friar,

Pro. Sir, but I do; or else I would be hence. This fellow were a king for our wild faction.

Thu, Who? Silvia ? 1 Out. We'll have hinn; sirs, a word.

Pro. Ay, Silvia,--for your sake. Speed. Master, be one of them;

Th4. I th nk you for your own. It is an honourable kind of thievery.

tlemen, Val. Peace, villain!

Let's tune, and to it lustily a while. 2 Out. Tell us this: Have you any thing to Enter Host, at a distance; and JULIA in boy's clothes. take to?

Host. Now, my young guest! methinks, Val. Nothing but my fortune.

you're allycholly; I pray you, why is it? 3 Out. Know, then, that some of us are gen- Jul. Marry, mine host, because I cannot be tlemen,

merry. Such as the fury of ungovern'd youth

Host. Come, we'll have you morry : I'll bring Thrust from the company of awfiil men: you where you shall hear musick, and see the Myself was from Veroua banish'd,

gentleman that you ask'd for. For practising to steal away a lady,

Jul. But shall I hear him speak? An heir, and near allied unto the dike.

Host. Ay, that you shall.

Now gen

Jul. That will be musick. (Musick pioys. Even for this time I spend in talking to thec. Host. Hark! hark !

Pro. I grunt, sweet love, that I did lovea ludy; Jul. Is he among these?

But she is dead.
Host. Ay: but peace, let's hear'cm.

Jul. "Twere false, if I should speak it:
SONG.

For, I am sure, she is not buried.
Who is Sylvia? What is she,

Sil. Say, that she be; yet Valentine, thy friend, That all her swains commend her?

Survives; to whom, thyself art witness,

I am hetroth'd: And art thou not asham'd Holy, fair, and wise is she : The heavens such grace did lend her;

To wrong him with thy iniportunacy? That she might admired be.

Pro. I likewise hear, that Valentine is dead. Is she kind, as she is fair

Sil. And so suppose am I; for in his grave, For beauty lives with kindness :

Assure thyself, my love is buried. Love doth to her eyes repair,

Pro. Sweet lady, let ine rake it from the earth, To help him of his blindness ;

Sil. Go to thy lady's grave, and call hers

thence; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing,

Or, at the least, in hers sepulchre thine.

Jul. He heard not that.
Trat Silvia is ercelling;

[ Aside. She excels each mortal thing,

Pro. Madam, if your heart be so obdurale, Upon the dull earth duelling;

Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love, To her let us garlands bring.

The picture that is hanging in your chamber Host. How now? are you sadder than you For, since the substance of your perfect selt!

To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and weep; were before ?

Is else devoted, I am but a shadow;
How do you, man? the musick likes you not
Jul. You mistake; the musician likes me not.

And to your shadow will I make true love.

Jul. If 'twere a substance, you would, sure, llosl. Why, my pretty youth?

deceive it, Jul. He plays false, father.

And make it but a shadow, as I am. Host. How? out of tune on the strings ?

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Sil. I am very loth to be your idol, sir; Jul. Not so; but yet so false that ho grieves Put, since your falsehood shall become you well my very heart-strings.

To worship shadows, and adore false shapes, Host. You have a quick ear.

Send to me in the morning, and I'll send it. Jul. Ay, I would, I were deaf! it makes me And so good rest. have a slow heart.

Pro.

As wretches have o'ernight Host. I perceive, you delight not in musick. That wait for execution in the morn. Jul. Not a whit, when it jars so.

(Lacunt PROTEUS; and Silvia from abuvo Hosi. Hark, what fine change is in the musick!

Jul. Host, will you go? Jul. Ay; that change is the spite.

IIost. By my halidom, I was fast asleep. Host. You would have them always play but

Jul. 'Pray you, where lies Sir Proteus? one thing? Jul. I would always have one play but one 'tis almost day.

Host. Marry, at my house : Trust me I think, thing. But, host, does this Sir Proteus, that we

Jul. Not so; but it hath been the longest night talk on, often resort unto this gentlewoman?

That e'er I watch'd, and the most heaviest. Host. I tell you what Launce, his man, told

[Eceunt. me, he loved her out of all nick.

SCENE III. The same.
Jul. Where is Launce ?
Host. Gone to seek his dog; which, to-morrow,

Enter EGLAMOUR. by his master's command, he must carry for a Egl. This is the hour that madam Silvia present to his lady.

Entreated ine to call and know her mind : Jul. Peace! stand aside! the company parts. There's some great matter she'd employ me in. Pro. Sir Thurio, fear not you! I will so plead, Madam, madam! That you shall say, my cunning drift excels.

Silvia appears above, at her window. TX. Where moet we?

Su. Who calls ? Pro. At Saint Gregory's well.

Egl. Your servant, and your friend ; Thu. Farewell. Eskunt Thu. and Musicians.

One that attends your ladyship's command. Silvia appears above, at her window. $il. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times goodPro. Madam, good even to your ladyship.

morrow. 8i. I thank you for your musick, gentlemen: Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself. Who is that, that spake?

truth, According to your ladyship's impose, Pro. One, lady, if you knew his pure heart's I am thus early come, to know what service You'd quickly learn to know him by his voice. It is your pleasure to command me in. Sil. Sir Proteus, as I take it.

Sil. o Eglamour, thou art a gentleman, Pro. Sir Proteus, gentle lady, and your servant. (Think not, I flatter, for I swear, I do not), Sil. What is your will?

Valiant, wise, remorseful, well accomplishd. Pro. That I may compass yours. (this,- Thou art not ignorant, what dear good-will

sil. You have your wish; my will is even I bear unto the banish'a Valentine ; That presently you hie you home to bed, Nor how my father would enforce me marry Thou subtle, perjurid, false, disloyal man! Vain Thurio, whom my very soul abhorr'd. Think'st thou, I am so shallow, so conceitless, Thyself hast lov'd; and I have heard the say To be seduced by thy flattery,

No grief did ever come so near thy heart, That hast deceiv'd so many with thy vows ? As when thy lady and thy truelove died, Return, return, and make thy love amends. Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity. For me, -by this pale queen of night I swear, Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine, I am so far from granting thy request, To Mantua, where, I hear, he makes abode; That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit; And, for the ways are dangerous to pass, And by and by intend to chide myself, I do desire thy worthy company,

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Upon whose faith and honour I repose. Pro. I hope, thou wilt.-How now, you whoreUrge not my father's anger, Eglamour,

son peasant!

[TO LAUNCE. But think upon my grief, a lady's grief; Where have you been these two days loitering? And on the justice of my flying hence,

Pro. Marry, sir, I carried mistress Silvia the To keep me from a most unholy match, dog you bade me. Which heaven and fortune still reward with Pro. And what says she to my little jewel ? plagues.

Laun. Marry, she says, your dog was a cur; I do desire tbee, even from a heart

and tells you, currish thanks is good enough for As full of sorrows as the sea of sands,

such a present. To bear me company and go with me:

Pro. But she received my dog! If not, to hide what I have said to thee, Laun. No, indeed, did she not: here have I That I may venture to depart alone.

brought him back again. Egl. Madam, I pity much your grievances; Pro. What, didst thou offer her this from me? Which since I know they virtuously are placed, Laun. Ay, sir; the other squirrel was stolen I give consent to go along with you;

from me by the hangman's boys in the marketRecking as little what betideth me,

place : and then I offered her mine own; who As much I wish all good befortune you. is a dog as big as ten of yours, and therefore the When will you go?

gift the greater. sil. This evening coming.

Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again, Egl. Where shall I meet you?

Or ne'er return again into my sight. Sil. At friar Patrick's cell,

Away, I say: Stay'st thou to vex me here? Where I intend holy confession.

A slave, that, still an end turns me to shame. Egl. I will not fail your ladyship:

[Exit LAUNCR. Good-morrow, gentle lady.

Sebastian, I have entertained thee,
Sil. Good-morrow, kind Sir Eglamour. Partly, that I have need of such a youth,

[Exeunt. That can with some discretion do my business, SCENE IV. The same.

For 'tis no trusting to yon foolish lowt; Enter LAUNCE, with his dog.

But, chiefly for thy face and thy behaviour: When a man's servant shall play the cur with Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth:

Which (if my augury deceive me not) him, look you, it goes hard: one that I brought Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee. up of a puppy; one that I saved from drowning, Go presently and take this ring with thee, when three or four of his blind brothers and Deliver it to Madam Silvia : sisters went to it! I have taught him-even as she loved me well deliver'd it to me. one would say precisely, Thus I would teach a dog. I was sent to deliver him, as a present to She's dead, belike.

Jul. It seems you loved her 10t, to leave her mistress Silvia, from my master; and I came no

(token:

Pro. Not so; I think she lives. sooner into the dining-chamber, but he steps me

Jul. Alas! to her trencher, and steals her capon's leg. 0,

Pro. Why dost thou cry, alas ? 'tis a foul thing, when a cur cannot keep himself

Jul. I cannot chose but pity her. in all coin panics ! I would have, as one should

Pro. Wherefore should'st thou pity her? say, one that takes upon him to be a dog indeed,

Jul. Because, methinks, that she lov'd you ns to be, as it were, a dog at all things. If I had

As not had more wit than he, to take a fault upon She dreams on him that has forgot her lovo;

you do love your lady Silvia : (well me that he did, I think verily he had been hanged You dote on her that cares not for your love. fort: sure as I live, he had suffer'd fort; you "Tis pity, love should be so contrary: shall judge. He thrusts me himself into the com- And thinking on it makes me cry, alas ! pany of three or four gentleman-like dogs, under the duke's table: he liad not been there (bless This letter;-that's herchamber.-Tell mylady,

Pro. Well, give her thatring, and therewithal, the mark) a pissing while; but all the chamber I claim the promise for her heavenly picture. smelt him. Ôut with the dog, says one; What cur Your message done, hie home unto my chamber, is that? says another; Whip him out, says the Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary. third; Hang him up, says the duke. 1, having

[Erit PROTEUR. been acquainted with the smell before, knew it was Crab; then goes me to the fellow that whips Alas, poor Proteus, thou hast entertained (sage?

Jul. How many women would do such a mesthe dogs: Friend, quoth I, you mean to whip the A fox, to be the shepherd of thy lambs : dog! Ay, marry, do I, quoth he. You do him the more Alas, poor fool! why do I pity him torong, quoth I; 'twas I did the thing you wot of: That with his very heart despiseth me? He makes me no more ado, but whips me out Because he loves her, he despiseth me; of the chamber. How many masters would do Because I love him, í must pity him. this for their servant? Nay, I'll be sworn, I have sat in the stocks for puddings he hath' stolen, This ring.I gave him, when he parted from me,

To bind him to remember my good-will: otherwise be had been executed : I have stood on the pillory for geese he hath killed, otherwise And now am I (unhappy messenger !) he had suffered fort: thou think'st not of this To plead for that, which I would not obtain; now !--Nay, I remember the trick you served To carry that, which I would have refus'd; me, when I took my leave of madam Silvia: did Topraise his faith,which I would have disprais'd. aot I bid thee still mark me, and do as I do?

I am my master's true confirmed love : When didst thou see me heave up my leg, and Rut cannot be true servant to my master, make water against a gentlewoman's farthin- Unless I prove false traitor to myself.

Yet I will woo for him: but yet so coldly, gale? didst thou ever see me do such a trick ?

As,heaven, it knows, I would not bave him speed. Enter PROTEUS and JULIA. Pro. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well,

Enter Silvia, attended. And will einploy thee in some service presently Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you be my mean

Jul. In what you please;-I will do wluat I can. To bring me where to speak with madam Silvia.

Not Fifth.

Si. What would you with her, if that I be she? A virtuous gentlewoman, mild and beautiful.

Jul. If you be she, 1 do entreat your patience I hope my master's suit will be but cold, To hear me speak the message I am sent on. Since she respects my mistress' love so much. Sil. From whom?

Alas, how love can trifle with itself! Jul. From my master, Sir Protens, madam. Here is her picture: Let me see; I think, Sil. O!--he sends you for a picture ? If I had such a tire, this face of mine Jul. Ay, madam.

Were full as lovely as is this of hers : Su. Ursula, bring my picture there.

And yet the painter flatter'd her a little,

Picture brought. Unless I fatter with myself too much. Go, give your master this: tell him from me, Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow: One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget, If that be all the difference in his love, Would better fit his chamber than this shadow. I'll get me such a colour'd periwig.

Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter.- Her eyes are gray as glass; and so are mine : Pardon me, madam; I have unadvis'd

Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine's as high. Deliver'd you a paper that I should not; What should it be, that he respects in her, This is the letter to your ladyship.

But I can make respective in myself, Sil. I pray thee let me look on that again. If this fond love were not a blinded god ? Jul. It may not be; good madam, pardon me. Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up, Sil. There, hold.

For 'tis thy rival. O, thou senseless form, I will not look upon your master's lines: Thou shalt be worshipp'd, kiss'd, lov'd, and I know, they are stufrd with protestations,

ador'd; And full of new-found oaths; which he will break And, were there sense in this idolatry, As casily as I do tear his paper.

My substance should be statue in thy stead. Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship thisring. I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress sake, Si. The more shame for him that he sends it That us'd me so; or else by Jove I vow, me;

I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes, For, I have heard him say a thousand times, To make my master out of love with thee. His Julia gave it him at his departure:

(Exit. Though his false finger hath profan'd the ring, Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong. Jul. Sbe thanks you.

Art Sil. What say'st thou ?

Jul. I thank you, madam, that you tender her: SCENE I.-The same. An Abbey.
Poor gentlewomanmy master wrongs her much.

Enter EGLAMOUR.
Sit. Dost thou know her?
Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself:

Egl. The sun begins to gild the western sky: To think upon her woes, I do protest,

And now it is about the very hour ime

That Silvia, at friar Patrick's cell shonld meet
That I have wept a hundred several times.
Sil. Belike, she thinks that Proteus hath for- She will not fail; for lovers break not hours,

Unless it be to come before their time;
sook her.
Jul. I think, she doth, and that's her cause of so much they spur their expedition.
Sil. Is she not passing fair? (sorrow.

Enter Silvia.
Jul. She hath been fairer, madam, than she is: See, where she comes: Lady, a happy evening!
When she did think, my master lov'd her well, Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour!
She, in my judgment, was as fair as you; Out at the postern by the abbey wall;
But since she did neglect her looking-glass,

I fear I am attended by some spies. And threw her sun-expelling mask away, Egl. Fear not; the forest is not three leagues The air hath starv'd the roses in her cheeks, And pinch'd the lily-tincture of her face, If we recover that, we are sure enough. ( Ezrunt. That now she is become as black as I.

SCENE II. The same. A Room in the Duke's Sil. How tall was she?

Palace.
Jud. About my stature: for, at Pentecost,
When all our pageants of delight were play'd,

Enter TOURIO, PROTEUS, and JULIA,
Our youth got me to play the woman's part, Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit?
And I was trim'd in madam Julia's gown, Pro. O, sir, I find her milder than she was;
Which served me as fit, by all men's judgment, And yet she takes exceptions at your person.
As if the garment had been made for me; Thu. What, that my leg is too long?
Therefore, I know she is about my height. Pro. No; that it is too little. (rounder.
And, at that time, I made her weep a good, Thu. I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat
For I did play a lamentable part:

Pro. But love will not be spurrd to what it Madam, 'twas Ariadne, passioning

Thu. What says she to my face? (loaths. For Theseus' perjury, and unjust flight;

Pro. She says it is a fair one. Which I so lively acted with my tears,

Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies; my face is That my poor mistress, moved therewithal,

black. Wept bitterly; and would I might be dead, Pro. But pearls are fair! and the old saying is, If I in thought felt not her very sorrow! Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes.

Sil. She is be holden to thee, gentle youth -- Jul. 'Tis true; such pearls as put out lalies' Alas, poor lady! desolate and left!-

eyes; 1 weep myself, to think upon thy words. For I had rather wink than look on them. I Aside. Here, youth, there is my purse: I give thee this Thu. How likes she my discourse ? For thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou lov'st Pro. Ill, when you talk of war. her.

Thu. But well, when I discourse of love and Farewell.

(Exit Silvia.

peace ? Jul. And she shall thank you for y, if c'er you Jul. But better indeed, when you hold your know her

peace.

(Aside,

off;

Thu. What says she to my valour? Leave not the mansion so long tenantless, Pro. O, sir, she makes no doubt of that. Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall, Jul. She needs not, when she knows it cow- And leave no memory of what it was! ardice.

(Aside. Repair me with thy presence, Silvia, Thu. What says she to my birth?

Thou gentle nymph.cherish thy forlorn swain!Pro. That you are well deriv'd.

What halloing, and what stir is this to-day? Jul. True, from a gentleman to a fool. (Asids. These are my mates, that make their wills Thu. Considers she my possessions ?

their law, Pro. O, ay; and pities them.

Have some unhappy passenger in chase : Thu. Wherefore ?

They love me well; yet I have much to do Jul. That such an ass should owe them. To keep them from uncivil outrages.

(Aside. Withdraw thee, Valentine ; who's this comes Pro. That they are ont by lease.

here?

(St-ps asie. Jul. Here comes the duke.

Enter Proteus, Silvia, and JULIA.
Entry DUKE.
Duke. How now, Sir Proteus? how now,

Pro. Madam, this service I have done for yon,
Thurio ?

(Though you respect not aught your servant doth Which of you saw Sir Eglamour of late ?

To hazard life, and rescue you from hiin Thu, Not I.

That would have forced your honour and your

love. Pro. Nor I. Duke. Saw you my daughter?

Vouchsafe me, for my moed, but one fair look;

A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, Pro. Neither. And Eglamour is in her company, (Valentine; Love, lend me patience to forbear a while, Duke. Why, then she's fled unto that peasant And less than this, I'm sure, you cannot give.

Val, How like a dream is this I see and hear! "Tis true, for friar Laurence met them both, As he in penance wanderd through the forest:

[ Aside. Ilim he knew well, and guess'd that it was she;

Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am! But, being mask'a, he was pot sure of it:

Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came; Besides, she did intend confession

But, by my coming, I have made you happy. At Patrick's cell this even: and there she was not:

Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most unThese likelihoods confirm herflight from hence.

banpy. Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse,

Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your But mount yon presently; and meet with me

presence.

[sive. Upon the rising of the mountain foot (fled:

si. Had I been seized hy a hungry lion, That leads towards Mantua, whither they are

I would have been a breakfast to the beast,

Rather than have false Proteus rescue me. Despatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me.

[Exit

. O, heaven be judge, how I love Valentine, Thu, Why, this it is to be a peevish girl,

Whose life's as tender to me as my soul; That flies her fortune when it follows her:

And full as much (for more there cannot be) I'll after; more to be reveng'd on Eglamour,

I do detest false perjur'd Proteus : Than for the love of reckless Silvia. [Erit.

Therefore begone, solicit me no more. (death, Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love, Would I not undergo for one calın look?

Pro. What dangerons action, stood it next to Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. [Erit.

Jul. And I will follow more to cross that love, o, 'tis the curse in love, and still approv'd, Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love.

When women cannot love where they're beloved. [Exit.

Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's be

lov'd. SCENE III. Frontiers of Mantua. The Forest. Rend over Julia's heart, thy first best love, Enter Silvia, and Out-laws.

For whose dear sake thou didst then rend 'thy Out. Come, come;

Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths (faith Pe patient, we must bring you to our captain.

Descended into perjury, to love me. Si. A thousand more mischances thanthis one Thou hast no faith left now,nnless thon hadst two. Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently. And that's far worse than none; better have pone

2 Oui. Come, bring her away. (her ? Than plural faith, which is too much by one: 1 Out. Where is the gentleman that was with Thou counterfeit to thy true friend ! 3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath outrun us,

Pro.

In love, But Moyses and Valerius follow him.

Who respects friend ? Go thou with her to the west end of the wood,

Sil.

All men but Proteus. There is ourcaptain: we'll follow him that'stled, Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words The thicket is beset, he cannot 'scape.

('an no way change you to a milder forin, 1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's I'll woo you like a soldier, at aris' end; Fear not: he bears an honourable mind, cave : And love you 'gainst the nature of love, force you. And will not use a woman lawlessly.

Sil. O heaven! Si. O Valentine, this I endure for thee!

Po.

I'll force thee yield to my desire.

(E.ceunt. Val. Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch; SCENE IV. Annther part of the Forest.

Thou friend of an ill fashion.
Pro.

Valentine!
Enter VALENTINE.

Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith Tal. Ilow use doth breed a habit in a man!

or love, 'This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, (For such is a friend now), treacherous man! I better brook than flourishing peopled towns : Thou hast beguild my hopes; nought but mine Here can I sit alone, unseen of any,

ese And, to the nightingale's complaining notes, Could have persuaded me: Now I dare not say Tune my distresses, and record my woes. I have one friend alive; thou would'st disprove O thou that does inhabit in my breast,

Dre,

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