he had suffered for't: you shall judge. He thrusts me himself into the company of three or four gentleman-like dogs under the duke's table: he had not been there-bless the mark-a pissingwhile, but all the chamber smelt him. 'Out with the dog!' says one; 'What cur is that?' says another; 'Whip him out,' says the third; 'Hang him up,' says the duke. I, having been acquainted with the smell before, knew it was Crab, and goes me to the fellow that whips the dogs: 'Friend,' quoth I, 'you mean to whip the dog?' 'Ay, marry, do I,' quoth he. 'You do him the more wrong,' quoth I; ''twas I did the thing you wot of.' He makes me no more ado, but whips me out of the chamber. How many masters would do this for his servant? Nay, I'll be sworn, I have sat in the stocks for puddings he hath stolen, otherwise he had been executed; I have stood on the pillory for geese he hath killed, otherwise he had suffered for't; thou thinkest not of this now. Nay, I remember the trick you served me when I took my leave of Madam Silvia: did not I bid thee still mark me and do as I do? When didst thou see me heave up my leg and make water against a gentlewoman's farthingale? Didst thou ever see me do such a trick? 44 72 Partly, that I have need of such a youth, 77 80 I cannot choose 84 Pro. Wherefore should'st thou pity her? As you do love your lady Silvia. Pro. Well, well, give her that ring and therewithal 92 This letter: that's her chamber. Tell my lady 97 100 105 Alas, poor Proteus! thou hast entertain'd Enter SILVIA, attended. 108 112 Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my mean To bring me where to speak with Madam Silvia. Sil. What would you with her, if that I be she? Jul. And she shall thank you for 't, if e'er you know her.-[Exit SILVIA, with Attendants. 188 192 A virtuous gentlewoman, mild and beautiful. 201 Her eyes are grey as glass, and so are mine: ador'd, 205 And, were there sense in bis idolatry, ACT V. SCENE I. - Milan. An Abbey. Enter EGLAMOUR. Egl. The sun begins to gild the western sky, And now it is about the very hour 164 Jul About my stature; for, at Pentecost, When all our pageants of delight were play'd, Our youth got me to play the woman's part, And I was trimm'd in Madam Julia's gown, 168 That Silvia at Friar Patrick's cell should meet me. She will not fail; for lovers break not hours, 4 So much they spur their expedition. See, where she comes. Enter SILVIA. Lady, a happy evening! Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour, 8 Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues If we recover that, we're sure enough. [Exeunt. SCENE II. The Same. A Room in the Enter THURIO, PROTEUS, and JULIA. And yet she takes exceptions at your person. Duke Why then, 36 40 She's fled unto that peasant Valentine, 4 That leads towards Mantua, whither theyare fled. Dispatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. [Exit. Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl, That flies her fortune when it follows her. Jul. [Aside.] But love will not be spurr'd to I'll after, more to be reveng'd on Eglamour what it loathes. Thu. I'll wear a boot to make it somewhat rounder. Than for the love of reckless Silvia. 50 [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. Pro. But pearls are fair, and the old saying is, 'Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes.' Jul. [Aside.] 'Tis true, such pearls as put out ladies' eyes; SCENE III.-Frontiers of Mantua. The Forest. 13 24 Thu. Considers she my possessions? Jul. [Aside.] But better, indeed, when you hold your peace. Thu. What says she to my valour? Pro. O, sir, she makes no doubt of that. Jul. [Aside.] She needs not, when she knows it cowardice. Thu. What says she to my birth? Pro. That you are well deriv'd. First Out. Where is the gentleman that was with her? Jul. [Aside.] True; from a gentleman to The thicket is beset; he cannot 'scape. a fool. Pro. O, ay; and pities them. Third Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath outrun us; Thu. Wherefore? Jul. [Aside.] That such an ass should owe them. 28 Fear not; he bears an honourable mind, Pro. That they are out by lease. Jul. Here comes the duke. Sil. O Valentine! this I endure for thee. [Exeunt. SCENE IV. Another Part of the Forest. 4 Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man! What halloing and what stir is this to-day? law, Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love, Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths 48 8 Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou 'dst two, 16 Have some unhappy passenger in chase. Enter PROTEUS, SILVIA, and JULIA. Pro. Madam, this service I have done for Though you respect not aught your servant 20 That would have forc'd your honour and your love. Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look; A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, 24 And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. Val. [Aside.] How like a dream is this I see and hear! Jul. [Aside.] And me, when he approacheth to your presence. 32 73 36 Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion, Therefore be gone, solicit me no more. 40 Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to death, Would I not undergo for one calm look! 'Mongstall foes that a friend should be the worst! Then, I am paid; And once again I do receive thee honest. 76 Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleas'd. Jul. O me unhappy! Pro. Look to the boy. [Swoons. Come not within the measure of my wrath; 85 Do not name Silvia thine; if once again, Val. Why, boy! why, wag! how now! what's the matter? Look up; speak. 128 Verona shall not hold thee. Here she stands; 140 Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I. 132 I hold him but a fool that will endanger His body for a girl that loves him not: I claim her not, and therefore she is thine. 135 Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou, To make such means for her as thou hast done, And leave her on such slight conditions. Now, by the honour of my ancestry, I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine, And think thee worthy of an empress' love. Know then, I here forget all former griefs, Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again, Plead a new state in thy unrivall'd merit, To which I thus subscribe: Sir Valentine, Thou art a gentleman and well deriv'd; Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her. Val. I thank your Grace; the gift hath made me happy. 148 144 minds. What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy More fresh in Julia's with a constant eye? Val. Come, come, a hand from either. Let me be blest to make this happy close: 'Twere pity two such friends should be long foes. 116 Pro. Bear witness, heaven, I have my wish, Val. And as we walk along, I dare be bold With our discourse to make your Grace to smile. What think you of this page, my lord? 164 for ever. Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him: he blushes. |