Dinner is ready, and your father stays. Jul. Well, let us go. Luc. What, shall these papers lie like tell-tales here? Jul. If you respect them, best to take them up. Luc. Nay, I was taken up for laying them down: 1 Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold. see; I see things too, although you judge I wink. Jul. Come, come, will 't please you go? [Exeunt. SCENE III. The same. A room in Antonio's house. Enter ANTONIO and PANTHINO. Ant. Tell me, Panthino, what sad talk was that, Wherewith my brother held you in the cloister? Pan. "Twas of his nephew Proteus, your son. Ant. Why, what of him? Pan. He wonder'd, that your lordship Would suffer him to spend his youth at home; Chidden. 2 Lest they should catch cold. A lingering desire. Put forth their sons to seek preferment out: For any, or for all these exercises, He said, that Proteus, your son, was meet; Ant. Nor need'st thou much importune me to that Whereon this month I have been hammering. I have consider'd well his loss of time; And perfected by the swift course of time: Ant. I know it well. Pan. "Twere good, I think, your lordship sent him thither: There shall he practise tilts and tournaments, Worthy his youth and nobleness of birth. 1 Reproach, imputation. Ant. I like thy counsel; well hast thou advised: And, that thou mayst perceive how well I like it, The execution of it shall make known; Even with the speediest expedition I will despatch him to the emperor's court. With other gentlemen of good esteem, Ant. Good company; with them shall Proteus go: And, in good time,-now will we break with him. Enter PROTeus. Pro. Sweet love! sweet lines! sweet life! Ant. How now? what letter are you reading there? Pro. May 't please your lordship, 'tis a word or two Of commendations sent from Valentine, Deliver❜d by a friend that came from him. Ant. Lend me the letter: let me see what news. Pro. There is no news, my lord; but that he writes How happily he lives, how well beloved, And daily graced by the emperor, Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune. Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish? Pro. As one relying on your lordship's will, And not depending on his friendly wish. Ant. My will is something sorted 1 with his wish : Muse not that I thus suddenly proceed; For what I will, I will, and there an end. I am resolved, that thou shalt spend some time What maintenance he from his friends receives, Excuse it not, for I am peremptory. Pro. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided; Please you, deliberate a day or two. Ant. Look, what thou want'st, shall be sent after thee: No more of stay; to-morrow thou must go.— To hasten on his expedition. [Exeunt Ant. and Pan. burning; And drench'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd: Lest he should take exceptions to my love : O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away! Re-enter PANTHINO. Pan. Sir Proteus, your father calls for He is in haste, therefore, I pray you, go. you; Pro. Why, this it is! my heart accords thereto; And yet a thousand times it answers, no. [Exeunt. ACT II. SCENE I. Milan. A room in the Duke's palace. Enter VALENTINE and SPEED. Speed. Sir, your glove. Val. Not mine; my gloves are on. Speed. Why then this may be yours, for this is but one. : Val. Ha! let me see: ay, give it me, it's mine :Sweet ornament that decks a thing divine! Ah Silvia! Silvia! Speed. Madam Silvia! madam Silvia! Val. How now, sirrah? Speed. She is not within hearing, sir. |