170 *Plenteously. As if the garment had been made for me: 180 I weep myself to think upon thy words. her. Farewell. [Exit Silvia, with attendants. Jul. And she shall thank you for't, if e'er you know her. A virtuous gentlewoman, mild and beautiful! 190 *Head-dress. 200 Her eyes are grey as glass, and so are mine *Image. I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes, To make my master out of love with thee! [Exit. 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 That Silvia, at Friar Patrick's meet me. cell, should She will not fail, for lovers break not hours, So much they spur their expedition. See where she comes. Enter SILVIA. Lady, a happy evening! Sil. Amen, amen! Go on, good Eglamour, Out at the postern by the abbey-wall: I fear I am attended by some spies. ΙΟ Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues off; If we recover that, we are sure enough. [Exeunt. SCENE II. The same. The DUKE's palace. suit? Enter THURIO, PROTEUS, and JULIA. Thu. I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat rounder. Jul. [Aside] But love will not be spurr'd to what it loathes. Thu. What says she to my face? Pro. She says it is a fair one. Thu. Nay then, the wanton lies; my face is black. ΙΟ 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; For I had rather wink than look on them. Thu. How likes she my discourse? Pro. Ill, when you talk of war. Thu. But well, when I discourse of love and peace? 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. 20 Jul. [Aside] She needs not, when she knows it cowardice. Thu. What says she to my birth? Pro. That you are well derived. Jul. [Aside] True; from a gentleman to a fool. Thu. Considers she my possessions? Pro. O, ay; and pities them. Thu. Wherefore? Jul. [Aside] That such an ass should owe* Duke. How now, Sir Proteus! how now, Thurio! Which of you saw Sir Eglamour of late? Thu. Not I. Duke. Why then, She's fled unto that peasant Valentine; And Eglamour is in her company. 'Tis true; for Friar Laurence met them both, 40 At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was not; These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence. That leads toward Mantua, whither they are fled: 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. SCENE III. The frontiers of Mantua. Enter Outlaws with SILVIA. First Out. Come, come, Be patient; we must bring you to our captain. one Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently. First Out. Where is the gentleman that was with her? Third 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. IC First 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. Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man! This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, And to the nightingale's complaining notes *Sing. Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain! What halloing and what stir is this to-day? ΙΟ These are my mates, that make their wills their law, Have some unhappy passenger in chase. They love me well; yet I have much to do Withdraw thee, Valentine: who's this comes here? 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 21 That would have forced your honour and your love; Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look; And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. Val. [Aside] How like a dream is this I see and hear! Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile. Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am! Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came; But by my coming I have made you happy. 30 Sil. By thy approach thou makest me most unhappy. Jul. [Aside] 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. |