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Thu. What says she to my valour ?
Thu. Not I.
Duke. Why,then she's filed unto that peasant Valentine;
Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl, That flies her fortune, when it follows her: I'll after ; more to be reveng'd on Eglamour, Than for the love of reckless Silvia.
(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.
SCENE III. Frontiers of Mantua. The Forest. Enter SILVIA,
and Out-laws. 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.
3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath out-run us,
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. [Exeunt.
SCENE IV. Another part of the Forest. Enter VALENTINE.
Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man ! This shadowy desart, unfrequented woods, I better brook than flourishing peopled towns: Here can I sit alone, unseen of any, And, to the nightingale's complaining notes, Tune my distresses, and record my woes.. O thou that dost inhabit in my breast, Leave not the mansion so long tenantless ; Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall, And leave no memory of what it was !7 Repair me with thy presence, Silvia ; Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain ! What halloing, and what stir, is this to-day? These are my mates, that make their wills their law, Have some unhappy passenger in chace: They love me well; yet I have much to do, To keep them from uncivil outrages. Withdraw thee, Valentine ; who's this comes here?
[Steps aside. (6] To record anciently signified to sing.
 It is hardly possible to point out four lines in any of the plays of Shakspeare, more remarkable for ease and elegance, STEEVENS
19* VOL. I.
Enter PROTEUS, SILVIA, and JULIA.
Val. How like a dream is this I see and hear !
Sil. 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 unhappy. Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your presence.
[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 lore 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.
Pro. In love,
Sil. All men but Proteus.
Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words