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Or fearing else some messenger, that might her so. Now come I to my father; Father, your bless mind discover,

ing; now should not the shoe speak a word for Herself hath taught her love himself to write weeping ; now should I kiss my father; well, he unto her lover.

weeps on :-now come I to my mother, (0, that she

could speak now!) like a wood? woman ;-well, i All this I speak in print; for in print I found it.- kiss her;-why there'tis; here's my mother's breath Why muse you, sir ? 'tis dinner-time.

up and down: now come I to my sister; mark the Val. I have dined.

moan she makes: now the dog all this while sheds Speed. Ay, but hearken, sir: though the came- not a tear, nor speaks a word; but see how I lay leon, Love, can feed on the air, I am one that am the dust with my tears. nourished by my victuals, and would fain have mcat: 0, be not like your mistress; be moved, be

Enter Panthino. moved.

(Exeunt.

Pan. Launce, away, away, aboard; thy master SCENE II.-Verona. A room in Julia's house. Jis shipped, and thou art to post aster with oars. Enter Proteus and Julia.

What's the matter? why weepest thou, man? Away, ass; you will lose the tide, if you tarry any longer.

Laun. It is no matter if the ty'd were lost; for it Pro. Have patience, gentle Julia.

is the unkindest ty'd that ever any man ty'd. Jul. I must, where is no remedy.

Pan. What's the unkindest tide ?
Pro. When possibly I can, I will return.
Jul. If you turn not, you will return the sooner:

Laun. Why, he that's tyd here; Crab, my dog. Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake,

Pan. Tut, man, I mean thoul't lose the food ;

(Giving a ring, and, in losing the flood, lose thy voyage; and, in Pro. Why then we'll make exchange ; here; losing thy voyage lose thy master; and, in losing take you this.

thy master, lose thy service; and, in losing thy Juil. And seal the bargain with a holy kiss.

service, Why dost thou stop my mouth! Pro. Here is my hand for my true constancy ;

Laun. For fear thou should'st lose thy tongue. And when that hour o'er-slips me in the day,

Pan. Where should I lose my tongue ? Wherein I sigh not, Julia, for thy sake,

Laun. In thy tale. The next ensuing hour some foul mischance

Pan. In thy tail ? Torment me for my love's forgetfulness !

Laun. Lose the tide, and the voyage, and the My father stays my coming; answer not;

master, and the service? The tide !-why, man, The tide is now: nay, not the tide of tears;

if the river were dry, I am able to fill it with my That tide will stay me longer than I should;

tears; if the wind were down, I could drive the

(Exit Julia. boat with my sighs. Julia, farewell.-What! gone without a word?

Pan. Come, come away, man; I was sent to

call thee. Ay, so true love should do: it cannot speak; For truth hath better deeds, than words, to grace it.

Laun. Sir, call me what thou darest.

Pan. Wilt thou go?
Enter Panthino.
Laun. Well, I will go.

[Exeunt. Pan. Sir Proteus, you are staid for.

SCENE IV.-Milan. An apartment in the Pro. Go; I come, I come :

Duke's palace. Enter Valentine, Silvia, ThuAlas! this parting strikes poor lovers dumb.

rio, and 'Speed. [Exeunt.

Sil. ServantSCENE III.--The same. A street. Enter Val. Mistress? Launce, leading a dog.

Speed. Master, Sir Thurio frowns on you.

Val. Ay, boy, 'it's for love. Launce, Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have done

Speed. Not of you. weeping; all the kind of the Launces have this

Val. Of my mistress then. very fault: I have received my proportion, like the Speed. "Twere good, you knocked him. prodigious son, and am going with Sir Proteus to

Sil. Servant, you are sad.' the Imperial's court. I think, Crab my dog be the Val. Indeed, madam, I seem so. sourest-natured dog that lives: my mother weeping, Thu. Seem you that you are not? my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid howl

Val. Haply, I do. ing, our cat wringing her hands, and all our house Thu. So do counterfeits. in a great perplexity, yet did not this cruel-hearted Val. So do you. cur shed one tear: he is a stone, a very pebble- Thu. What seem I, that I am not ? stone, and has no more pity in him than a dog: a Val. Wise. Jew would have wept to have seen our parting; Thu. What instance of the contrary? why, my grandam having no eyes, look you, wept

Val. Your folly. herself blind at my parting: Nay, I'll show you Thu. And how quotes you my folly? the manner of it: This shoe is my father ;-no, ihis Val. I quote it in your jerkin. left shoe is my father ;-no, no, this left shoe is my Thu. My jerkin is a doublet. mother; nay, that cannot be so neither ;--yes, it is Val. Well

, then, I'll double your folly. so, it is so: it hath the worser sole: this shoe, with The. How ? the hole in it, is my mother, and this my father: a Sil. What, angry, sir Thurio ? do you change vengeance on't! there'tis: now, sir, this staff is my colour ? sister; for, look you, she is as white as a lily, and as Val. Give him leave, madam; he is a kind of emallas a wand: this hat is Nan, our maid; I am cameleon. the dog :-no, the dog is himself, and I am the Thu. That hath more mind to feed on your blood, dog.--0, the dog is me, and I am myself; ay, so, than live in your air.

(1) Kindred. (2) Crazy, distracted. (3) Serious. (4) Perhaps. (5) Observe.

seech you,

Val. You have said, sir.

Sit. Belike, that now she hath enfranchis'd Thu. Ay, sir, and done too, for this time.

them Val. I know it well, sir ; you always end ere you Upon some other pawn for fealty. begin.

Val, Nay, sure, I think, she holds them prisoSil. A fme volley of words, gentlemen, and quick

ners still. ly shot oft:

Sil. Nay, then he should be blind ; and, being Vado 'Tis indeed, madam ; we thank the

blind, giver.

How could he see his way to seek out you? Sil. Who is that, servant?

Val. Why, lady, love hath twenty pair of eyes. Vd. Yourself, sweet lady; for you gave the fire: Thu. They say, that love hath not an eye at all, Sir Thurio borrows his wit from your ladyship's Val. To see such lovers, Thurio, as your self; looks, and spends what he borrows, kindly in your Upon a homely object love can wink. company;. Thu. "Sir, if you spend word for word with me,

Enter Proteus. I shall make your wit bankrupt.

Val. I know it well, sir: you have an exchequer Sil. Have done, have done ; here comes the of words, and, I think, no other treasure to give gentleman. Four followers; for it appears by their bare liveries, Val. Welcome, dear Proteus!-Mistress, I bcthat they live by your bare words.

Sil. No more, gentlemen, no more; here comes Confirm his welcome with some special favour. my father.

Sil. His worth is warrant for his welcome hither,

If this be he you oft have wish'd to hear from. Enter Duke.

Val. Mistress, it is : sweet lady, entertain him

To be my fellow-servant to your ladyship. Duke. Now, daughter Silvia, you are hard beset. Sil. Too low a mistress for so high a servant. Sir Valentine, your father's in good health:

Pro. Not so, sweet lady; but too mean a servant What say you to a letter from your friends To have a look of such a worthy mistress. Of much good news ?

Val. Leave off discourse of disability :Val.

My lord, I will be thankful Sweet lady, entertain him for your servant. To any happy messenger from thence.

Pro. My duty will I boast of, nothing else. Duke. Know you Don Antonio, your country Sil. And dutý never yet did want his meed; man?

Servant, you are welcome to a worthless mistress. Val. Ay, my good lord, I know the gentleman Pro. P'il die on him that says so, but yourself. To be of worth, and worthy estimation,

Sil. That you are welcome? And not without desert so well reputed.

Pro.

No; that you are worthless. Duke. Hath he not a son? Val. Ay, my good lord; a son, that well de

Enter Servant. The honour and regard of such a father.

Ser. Madam, my lord your father would speak Duke. You know him well ? Val. I knew him as myself; for from our in Sil. I'll wait upon his pleasure. (Exit Servant. fancy

Come, Sir Thurio, We have convers'd, and spent our hours together: Go with me:-Once more, new servant, welcome And though mysell have been an idle truant,

I'll leave you to confer of home affairs ; Omitting the sweet benefit of time,

When you have done, we look to hear from you. To clothe mine age with angel-like perfection; Pro. We'll both attend upon your ladyship. Yet hath Sir Proteus, for that's his name,

(E.reunt Silvia, Thurio, and Speed. Made use and fair advantage of his days:

Val. Now, tell me, how do all from whence you His years but young, but his experience old;

came? His head unmellow'd, but his judgment ripe; Pro. Your friends are well, and have them much And, in a word (for far behind his worth

commended. Come all the praises that I now bestow,)

Val. And how do yours? He is complete in feature, and in mind,

Pro.

I left them all in health. With all good grace to grace a gentleman.

Val. How does your lady ? and how thrives your Duke. Beshrew' me, sir, but, if he make this love? good,

Pro. My tales of love were wont to weary you He is as worthy for an empress' love,

I know, you joy not in a love-discourse. As meet to be an emperor's counsellor.

Val. "Ay, Proteus, but that life is alter'd now: Well, sir; this gentleman is come to me, I have done penance for contemning love; With commendation from great potentates; Whose high imperious thoughts have punish'd me And here he means to spend his time awhile: With bitter fasts, with penitential groans, I think, 'tis no unwelcome news to you.

With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs ; Val.' Should I have wish'd a thing, it had been For, in revenge of my contempt of love, he.

Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthralled eyes, Duke. Welcome him then according to his And made them watchers of mine own heart's sor

worth; Silvia, I speak to you; and you, Sir Thurio:

O, gentle Proteus, love's a mighty lord ;
For Valentine, I need 'not cite2 him to it: And hath so humbled me, as, I confess,
I'll send him hither to you presently. (Exil Duke. There is no wo to his correction,

Val. This is the gentleman, I told your ladyship, Nor, to his service, no such joy on earth'
Had come along with me, but that his mistress

Now, no discourse, except it be of love ; Did hold his eyes lock'd in her crystal looks. Now can I break my fast, dine, sup, and sleep, 111 Ill betide.

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Upon the very naked name of love.

Pro. Enough; I read your fortune in your eye.

serves

with you.

row.

(2) Incite.

Was this the idol that you worship so?

l'Tis but her picture I have yet beheld,
Val. Even she; and is she nota heavenly saint? And that hath dazzled my reason's light;
Pro. No; but she is an earthly paragon. But when I look on her perfections,
Val. Call her divine.

There is no reason but I shall be blind.
Pro.

I will not natter her. If I can check my erring love, I will;
Val, 0, flatter me; for love delights in praises. If not, to compass her I'll use my skill. (Erit.
Pro. When I was sick, you gave me bitter
pills;

SCENE V.-The same. A street.

Enter Speed And I must minister the like to you.

and Launce.
Val. Then speak the truth by her; if not divine,
Yet let her be a principality,

Speed. Launce! by mine honesty, welcome w
Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth. Milan.
Pro. Except my mistress.

Laun. Forswear not thyself, sweet youth; for I
Val.

Sweet, except not any; am not welcome. I reckon this always—that a man
Except thou wilt except against my love. is never undone, till he be hanged; nor never wel-

Pro. Have I not reason to prefer mine own? come to a place, till some certain shot be paid, and
Val. And I will help thee to prefer her too:

the hostess say,

welcome.
She shall be dignified with this high honour, Speed. Come on, you mad-cap, I'll to the ale-
To bear my lady's train : lest the base earth house with you presently; where for one shot of
Should from her vesture chance to steal a kiss, five pence, thou shalt have five thousand welcomes.
And, of so great a favour growing proud, But, sirrah, how did thy master part with madain
Disdain to root the summer-swelling tlower, Julia.
And make rough winter everlasting.

Laun. Marry, after they closed in earnest, they
Pro. Why, Valentine, what braggardism is this ? parted very fairly in jest.

Val. Pardon me, Proteus: all I can, is nothing Speed. But shall she marry him?
To her, whose worth makes other worthies nothing; Laun. No.
She is alone.

Speed. How then ? shall he marry her ?
Pro. Then let her alone.

Laun. No, neither. Val. Not for the world: why, man, she is mine Speed. What, are they broken? own;

Laun. No, they are both as whole as a fish.
And I as rich'in having such a jewel,

Speed. Why then, how stands the matter will
As twenty seas, if all their sana were pearl, them?
The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.

Laun. Marry, thus ; when it stands well with
Forgive me, that I do not dream on thee,

him, it stands well with her. Because thou seest me dote upon my love.

Speed. What an ass art thou ! I understand thee My foolish rival, that her father likes,

not. Only for his possessions are so huge,

Laun. What a block art thou, that thou cans!
Is gone with her along; and I must after, not! My staff understands me.
For love, thou know'st, is full of jealousy.

Speed. What thou say'st ?
Pro. But she loves you ?

Laun. Ay, and what I do too: look thee, I'll Val.

Ay, and we are betroth'd ; but lean, and my statt understands me. Nay, more, our marriage hour,

Speed. It stands under thee, indeed.
With all the cunning manner of our flight,

Laun. Why, stand under and understand is all
Determin'd of: how I must climb her window;
The ladder made of cords; and all the means Speed. But tell me true, will't be a match?
Plotted ; and 'greed on, for my happiness.

Laun. Ask my dog: if he say, ay, it will; if he
Good Proteus, go with me to my chamber, say, no, it will; if he shake his tail, and say no-
In these affairs to aid me with thy counsel. thing, it will.

Pro. Go on before; I shall inquire you forth: Speed. The conclusion is then, that it will. I must unto the road, to disembark

Laun. Thou shalt never get such a secret from Some necessaries that I needs must use ;

me, but by a parable. And then I'll presently attend you.

Speed. "Tis well that I get it so. But, Launce, Val. Will you make haste?

how say'st thou, that my master is become a notaPro. I will.

(Erit Val. ble lover ? Even as one heat another heat expels,

Laun. I never knew him otherwise.
Or as one nail by strength drives out another, Speed. Than how?
So the remembrance of my former love

Laun. A notable lubber, as thou reportest him
Is by a newer object quite forgotten.

to be. Is it mine eye, or Valentinus' praise,

Speed. Why, thou whoreson ass, thou mistakest
Her true perfection, or my false transgression,
That makes me, reasonless, to reason thus? Laun. Why, fool, I meant not thee; I meant
She's fair; and so is Julia, that I love;-. thy master.
That I did love, for now my love is thaw'd; Speed. I tell thee, my master is become a hot
Which, like a waxen image 'gainst a fire,

lover. Bears no impression of the thing it was.

Laun. Why, I tell thee, I care not though he Methinks, my zeal to Valentine is cold;

burn himself in love. If thou wilt go with me to the And that I love him not, as I was wont:

ale-house, so; if not, thou art a Hebrew, a Jew, O! but I love his lady too, too much;

and not worth the name of a Christian. And that's the reason I love him so little.

Speed. Why? How shall I dote on her with more advice,!

Laun. Because thou hast not so much charity in That thus without advice begin to love her! thee, as to go to the alc-house with a Christian :

Wilt thou go? (1) On further knowledge.

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Luc. I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire ; SCENE VI.-The same. An apartment in the But qualify the fire's extreme rage, palace. Enter Proteus.

Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason.

Jud. The more thou dam'st* it up, the more it Pro. To leave my Julia, shall I be forsworn;

burns; To love fair Silvia, shall I be forsworn;

The current, that with gentle murmur glides, To wrong my friend, I shall be much forsworn;

Thou know'st, being stopp’d, impatiently dotlı And even that power, which gave me first my oath,

rage; Provokes me to this threefold perjury.

But, when his fair course is not hindered, Love bade me swear, and love bids' me forswear: He makes sweet music with the enameli'd stones, sweet-suggesting, love, if thou hast sinn'd,

Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge Teach me, thy tempted subject, to excuse it. He overtaketh in his pilgrimage; At first I did adore a twinkling star,

And so by many winding nooks he strays, But now I worship a celestial sun.

With willing sport, to the wild ocean. Unheedful vows may heedfully be broken; Then let me go, and hinder not my course: And he wants wit, that wants' resolved will I'll be as patient as a gentle stream, To learn his wit to exchange the bad for better. And make a pastime of each weary step, Fie, fie, unreverend tongue! to call her bad, Till the last step have brought me to my love, Whose sovereignty so oft thou hast preferr'd And there I'll rest, as, after much turmoil, With twenty thousand soul-confirming oaths. A blessed soul doth in Elysium. I cannot leave to love, and yet I do;

Luc. But in what habit will you go along? But there I leave to love, where I should love. Ju. Not like a woman; for I would prevent Julia I lose, and Valentine I lose ;

The loose encounters of lascivious men: If I keep them, I needs must lose mysell;

Gentle Lucetta, fit me with such weeds If I lose them, thus find I by their loss,

As may beseem some well-reputed page. For Valentine, myself; for Julia, Silvia.

Luc. Why then your ladyship must cut your I to myself am dearer than a friend;

hair. For love is still more precious in itself;

Jul. No, girl; I'll knit it up in silken strings, And Silvia, witness heaven, that made her fair!

With twenty odd-conceited true-love knots : Shows Julia but a swarthy Ethiope.

To be fantastic may become a youth I will forget that Julia is alive,

Of greater time than I shall show to be. Rememb'ring that my love to her is dead;

Luc. What fashion, madam, shall I make your And Valentine I'll hold an enemy,

breeches? Aiming at Silvia as a sweeter friend.

Ju. That fits as well, as-'tell me, good my I cannot now prove constant to myself,

lord, Without some treachery used to Valentine :

What compass will you wear your farthingale ?' This night he meaneth with a corded ladder

Why, even that fashion thou best lik’st, Lucetta. To climb celestial Silvia's chamber-window; Luc. You must needs have them with a cod. Myself in counsel, his competitor:2

piece, madam. Now presently I'll give her father notice

Jul. Out, out, Lucetta ! that will be ill-favour'd. Of their disguising, and pretended' fight;

Lac. A round hose, madam, now's not worth a Who, all enrag'd, will banish Valentine;

pin, For Thurio, he intends, shall wed his daughter: Unless you have a cod-piece to stick pins on. But, Valentine being gone, I'll quickly cross, Jul. Lucetta, as thou lov'st me, let me have By some sly trick, blunt Thurio's dull proceeding. What thou think'st meet, and is most mannerly: Love, lend me wings to make my purpose swift, But tell me, wench, how will the world repute me, As thou hast lent me wit to plot this drist! (Erit. For undertaking so unstaid a journey ?

I fear me, it will make me scandalizd. SCENE VII.-Verona. A room in Julia's Luc. If you think so, then stay at home, and go house, Enter Julia and Lucetta.

not.

Jul. Nay, that I will not. Jul. Counsel, Lucetta ;, gentle girl, assist me! Luc. Then never dream on infamy, but go. And, even in kind love, I do conjure thee,Who art the table wherein all my thoughts

IC Proteus like your journey, when you come,

No matter who's displeas'd, when you are gone i Are visibly character'd and engrav'd,

I fear me, he will scarce be pleas'd withal. To lesson me: and tell me some good mean, Jul. That is the least, Lucetta, of my fear: How, with my honour, I may undertake

A thousand oaths, an ocean of his tears, A journey to my loving Proteus.

And instances as infinite of love,
Luc. Alas! the way is wearisome and long.

Warrant me welcome to my Proteus.
Jul. A true-devoted pilgrim is not weary
To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps ;

Luc. All these are servants to deceitful men
Much less shall she, that hath love's wings to fly : Jul. Base men, that use them to so base effect !
And when the flight is made to one so dear, But truer stars did govern Proteus' birth;
Of such divine perfection, as sir Proteus. His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles

Luc. Better forbear, till Proteus make return. His love sincere, his thoughts immaculate; Jul. O, know'st thou not, his looks are my soul's His tears, pure messengers sent from his heart, food ?

His heart as far from fraud, as heaven from earth. Pity the dearth that I have pined in,

Luc. Pray heaven, he prove so, when you come By longing for that food so long a tine.

to him! Didst thou but know the inly touch of love, Jul. Now, as thou lov'st me, do him not that Thou would'st as soon go kindle fire with snow,

wrong, As seek to quench the fire of love with words. To bear a hard opinion of his truth : (1) Tempting. (2) Confederate. (31 Intended. (4) Closest. (5) Trouble

Only deserve my love, by loving him;

Enter Valentine.
And presently go with me to my chamber,
To take a note of what I stand in need of,

Duke. Sir Valentine, whither away so fast ? To furnish me upon my longing journey.

Val. Please it your grace, there is a messenger All that is mine I leave at thy dispose,

That stays to bear my letters to my friends, My goods, my lands, my reputation;

And I am going to deliver them Only in lieu thereof, despatch me hence:

Duke. Be they of much inport? Come, answer not, but to it presently;

Val. The tenor of them doth but signify I am impatient of my tarriance. (Ereunt. My health, and happy being at your court.

Duke. Nay, then no matter ; stay with me

awhile;
I am to break with thee of some affairs,

That touch me near, wherein thou must be secret.
ACT III. .

'Tis not unknown to thee, that I have sought

To match my friend, sir Thurio, to my daughter. SCENE 1.-Milan. An anti-room in the Duke's

Val. I know it well, my lord; and, sure, the palace. Enter Duke, Thurio, and Proteus.

match

Were rich and honourable; besides, the gentleDuke. Sir Thurio, give us leave, I pray, awhile;

man We have some secrets to confer about.

Is full of virtue, bounty, worth, and qualities

[Erit Thurio. Now, tell me, Proteus, what's your will with me? Cannot your grace win her to fancy him?

Beseeming such a wife as your fair daughter: Pro. My gracious lord, that which I would dis

Duke. No, trust me; she is peevish, sullen, frocover,

ward, The law of friendship bids me to conceal:

Proud, disobedient, stubborn, lacking duty; But, when I call to mind your gracious favours

Neither regarding that she is my child, Done to me, undeserving as I am,

Nor fearing me as if I were her father; My duty pricks me on to utter that

And, may I say to thee, this s.ride of hers Which else no worldly good should draw from me. Upon advice, hath drawn my love from her ; Know, worthy prince, Sir Valentine, my friend,

And, where I thought the remnant of mine age This night intends to steal away your daughter; Should have been cherish'd by her child-like duty, Myself am one made privy to the plot.

I now am full resolv'd to take a wife, i know you have determind to bestow her

And turn her out to who will iake her in : On Thurio, whom your gentle daughter hates; Then let her beauty be her wedding-dower; And should she thus be stolen away from you, For me and my possessions she esteems not. It would be much vexation to your age.

Val. What would your grace have me to do in Thus, for my duty's sake, I rather chose

this? To cross my friend in his intended drift,

Duke. There is a lady, sir, in Milan, here,
Than, by concealing it, heap on your head Whom I affect; but she is nice, and coy,
A pack of sorrows, which would press you down, And nought esteems my aged eloquence?
Being unprevented, to your timeless grave.
Duke. Proteus, I thank thee for thine honest care; (For long agone I have forgot to court:

Now, therefore, would I have thee to my tutor Which to requite, command me while I live.

Besides, the fashion of the time is chang'd ;)
This love of theirs myself have often seen,

How, and which way I may bestow myseli,
Haply, when they have judged me fast asleep; To be regarded in her sun-bright eye.
And oftentimes have purpos’d to forbid

Val. Win her with gifts, if she respect not words;
Sir Valentine her company, and my court : Dumb jewels often, in their silent kind,
But, fearing lest my jealous aimo might err, More than quick words, do move a woman's mind.
And so, unworthily, disgrace the man,

Duke. But she did scorn a present that I sent (A rashness that I ever yet have shunn'd,) I gave him gentle looks; thereby to find

Val. A woman sometimes scorns what best con That which thyself hast now disclos'd to me.

tents her.
And, that thou may'st perceive my fear of this, Send her another; never give her o'er;
Knowing that tender youth is soon suggested, For scorn at first makes after-love the more.
I nightly lodge her in an upper tower,

If she do frown, 'tis not in hate of you,
The key whereof myself have ever kept;

But rather to beget more love in you: And thence she cannot be convey'd away. If she do chide, 'tis not to have you gone; Pro. Know, noble lord, they have devis'd a For why, the fools are mad, if left alone.

Take no repulse, whatever she doth say; How he her chamber-window will ascend, For, get you gone, she doth not mean, away: And with a corded ladder fetch her down; Flaiter, and praise, commend, extol their graces ; For which the youthful lover now is gonc, Though ne'er so black, say, they have angels' faces And this way comes he with it presently;

That man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man, Where, if it please you, you may intercept him. If with his tongue he cannot win a woman. But, good my lord, do it so cunningly,

Duke. But she, I mean, is promis’d by her That my discovery be not aimed at ;

friends For love of you, not hate unto my friend, Unto a youthful gentleman of worth ; Hath made me publisher of this pretence." And kept severely from resort of men,

Duke. Upon mine honour, he shall never know That no man hath access by day to her That I had any light from thee of this.

Val. Why then I would resort to her by night. Pro. Adieu, my lord; sir Valentine is coming. Duke. Aye, but the doors be lock'd, and keys

[Exit.

kept safe, (1) Longed for. (2) Guess. (3) Tempted. (4) Guessed. (5) Design.

her.

mean

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