Besides, she did intend confession At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was not : That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled : 1 Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish 1 girl, [Exit. [Exit. Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love, Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. [Exit. Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love, Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love. [Exit. Enter SILVIA and OUTLAWS. 1 Out. Come, come; be patient; we must bring you to our captain. Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently. 2 Out. Come, bring her away. 1 Out. Where is the gentleman that was with her? 3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath outrun 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 fled; The thicket is beset, he cannot 'scape. 1 Out Come, I must bring you to our captain's cave: Fear not; he bears an honorable mind, And will not use a woman lawlessly. Sil. O Valentine, this I endure for thee! [Exeunt. SCENE IV. Another part of the forest. Enter VALENTINE. Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man! And, to the nightingale's complaining notes, Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain !- These are my mates, that make their wills their law, 1 Sing. Have some unhappy passenger in chase : Withdraw thee, Valentine; who's this comes here? [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 forced your honor and your love. And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am! [aside. Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came; But, by my coming, I have made you happy. Sil. By thy approach thou makest me most un happy. Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your presence. 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; [aside. And full as much (for more there cannot be) I do detest false, perjured 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! O, 'tis the curse in love, and still approved,1 When women cannot love where they 're beloved. Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's be loved. Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love, For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faith Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou hadst two, Pro. Who respects friend? Sil. In love, All men but Proteus. Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words Can no way change you to a milder form, I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end; And love you 'gainst the nature of love: force you. Sil. O heaven! Pro. I'll force thee yield to my desire. Val. Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch; 1 Experienced. |