Where, but even now, with strange and several Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I noises

Acknowledge mine. of roaring, shrieking, howling, gingling chains, Cal.

I shall be pinch'd to death. And more diversity of sounds, all horrible,

Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler ? We were awak'd; straightway, at liberty :

Seb. He is drunk now : Where had he wine? Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld

Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: Where
Our royal, good, and gallant ship'; our master

should they
Cap'ring to eye her: On a trice, so please you, Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them ! -
Even in a dream, were we divided from them, How cam'st thou in this pickle ?
And were brought moping hither.

Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw
Ari.

Was't well done!) you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my Pro. Bravely, my diligence. Thou shalt Aside. bones: I shall not fear fly-blowing. be free.

Seb. Why, how now, Stephano? Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod;

Ste. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a And there is in this business more than nature

cramp. Was ever conducto of: some oracle

Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah? Must rectify our knowledge.

Ste. I should have been a sore one then. Pro.

Sir, my liege,

Alon. This is as strange a thing as e'er I look'd Do not infect your mind with beating on

on.

(Pointing to CALIBAN. The strangeness of this business; at pick'd leisure,

Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners, Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you

As in his shape : - Go, sirrah, to my cell; (Which to you shall seem probable) of every

Take with you your companions; as you look
These happen'd accidents till when, be cheerful, To have my pardon, trim it handsomely,
And think of each thing well. — Come bither,

Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter,
spirit;

(Aside. And seek for grace: What a thrice-doubled ass Set Caliban and his companions free :

Was I, to take this drunkard for a god, Untie the spell. (Exit' AKIEL.] How fares my And worship this dull sool ? gracious sir?

Pro.

Go to ; away! There are yet missing of your company

Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where Some few odd lads, that you remember not.

you found it.

Seb. Or stole it, rather. Re-enter ARIEL, driving in CALIBAN, STEPHANO,

(Exeunt CAL., STE., and Trix. and Trixculo, in their stolen apparel. Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train, Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no

To my poor cell: where you shall take your rest man take care for himself; for all is but fortune :

For this one night; which (part of it) I'll waste Coragio, bully-monster, Coragio!

With such discourse, as, I not doubt, shall make it Trin.' if these be true spies which I wear in my

Go quick away: the story of my life, head, here's a goodly sight.

And the particular accidents gone by, Cal. O Setebos, these be brave spirits, indeed !

Since I came to this isle: And in the morn,

I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples,
How fine my master is ! I am afraid

Where I have hope to see the nuptial
He will chastise me.
Seb.
Ha, ha ;

Of these our dear beloved solemniz'd;
What things are these, my lord Antonio?

And thence retire me to my Milan, where

Every third thought shall be my grave. Will money buy them?

Very like, one of them Alon. Ant.

I long Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable.

To hear the story of your life, which must Then say if they be true :~This mis-shapen knave, and promise you calm seas, auspicious gales, Pró. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords, Take the ear strangely.

Pro.

I'll deliver all;
His mother was a witch; and one so strong
That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs, And sa il so expeditious, that shall catch
And deal in her command, without her power:.

Your royal feet far off. — My Ariel ; – chick,

That is ihy charge ; then to the elements These three have robb’d me; and this demi-devil (For he's a bastard one) had plotted with them

Be free, and fare thou well! - [ Aside.) Please you

draw near. To take my life: two of these fellows you

[Exeunt.

1

TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA.

PERSONS REPRESENTED.

DUKE OF Milan, Father to Silvia.

PASTHLO, Servant to Antonio. VALENTINE, } Gentlemen of Verona.

Host where Julia lodges in Milan. PROTEUS,

Outlaws. ANTONIO, Father to Proteus.

JULIA, a Lady of Verona, beloved by Proteus. Thurio, a foolish Riral to Valentine. EGLAMOUR, Agent for Silvia in her Escape.

Silvia, the Duke's Daughter, beloved by Valentine. SPEED, a clownish Serrant lo Valentine.

LUCETTA, Waiting-woman to Julia.
LAUNCE, Serrant to Proteus.

Serrants, Musicians.
SCENE, sometimes in Verona ; sometimes in Milan; and on the Frontiers of Mantua.

ACT I.

SCENE I. - An open Place in Verona. Methinks should not be chronicled for wise.
Enter VALENTINE and PROTEUS.

Pro. Yet writers say, As in the sweetest bud

The eating canker dwells, so eating love
Val. Cease to persuade, my loving Protrus;

Inhabits in the tinest wits of all.
Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits:
Wer't not allection chains thy tender days

Val. And writers say, As the most forward bud

Is eaten by the canker ere it blow,
To the sweet glances of thy honor'd love,
I rather would entreat thy company,

Even so by love the young and tender wit
To see the wonders of the world abroad,

Is turn d to folly ; blasting in the bud, Than living dully sluggardiz'd at home,

Losing its verdure even in the prime,

And all the fair effects of future hopes.
Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.
But, since thou lov'st, love still, and thrive therein, That art a votary to fond desire ?

But wherefore waste I time to counsel thee,
Even as I would, when I to love begin.
Pro. Wilt thou begone ? Sweet Valentine, adieu! Expects my coming, there to see me shipp'd.

Once more adieu : my father at the road
Think on thy Proteus, when thou, baply, seest

Pro. And thither I will bring thee, Valentine. Some rare note-worthy object in thy travel :

Val. Sweet Proteus, no; now let us take our leave.
Wish me partaker in ihy happiness,
When thou dost meet good hap; and, in thy danger, of thy success in love, and what news else

At Milan let me hear from thee by letters,
If ever danger do environ thee,
Commend the grievance to my holy prayers,

Betideth here in absence of thy friend ;

And I likewise will visit thee with mine.
For I will be thy bead's-man, Valentine.
Val. And on a love-brok pray for my success.

Pro. All happiness bechance to thee in Milan! Pro. Upon some book I love, I'll pray for thee.

Val. As much to you at home! and so farewell! Val. That's on some shallow story of deep love,

(Exit VALENTINE.

Pro. He after honor hunts, I after love :
How young Leander cross d the Hellespont.

He leaves his friends to dignify them more;
Pro. That's a deep story of a deeper love;
For he was more than over shoes in love.

I leave myself, my friends, and all for love.
Val. 'Tis true; for you are over boots in love,

Thou, Julia, thou hast metamorphos'd me;

Made me neglect my studies, lose my time, And yet you never swam the Hellespont. Pro. Over the boots ? nay, give me not the boots. Made wit with musing weak, heart sick with

War with good counsel, set the world at nought; Val. No, I'll not, for it boots thee not. Pro.

What?

thought. Val.

To be

Enter SPEED. In love, where scorn is bought with groans; coy Spred. Sir Proteus, save you: saw you my looks,

master ? With heart-sore sighs; one fading moments mirth, Pro. But now he parted hence, to embark for With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights: Milan. If haply won, perhaps, a hapless gain;

Speed. Twenty to one then he is shipp'd already; If lost, why then a grievous labor won;

And I have play'd the sheep in losing him. However, but a folly bought with wit,

Pro. Indeed a sheep doth very often stray, Or else a wit by folly vanquished.

And if the shepherd be awhile away. Pro. So, by your circumstance. you call me fool. Speed. You conclude that my master is a shepVal. So, by your circumstance, I fear, you'll prove. herd then, and I a sheep? Pro. 'Tis love you cavil at ; I am not Love. Pro. I do.

Val. Love is your master, for he masters you: Speed. Why then my horns are his horns, whether And he that is so yoked by a fool,

I wake or sleep. 1 A humorous punishment at harvest-home feasts, &c. Pro. A silly answer, and fitting well a sheep

over,

with you.

Speed. This proves me still a sheep.

Luc. Please you, repeat their names, I'll show Pro. True; and thy master a shepherd.

my mind Speed. Nay, that I can deny by a circumstance. According to my shallow simple skill. Pro. It shall go hard, but I'll prove it by another. Jul. What think'st thou of the fair Sir Eglamour !

Sped. The shepherd seeks the sheep, and not L!. As of a knight well spoken, neat and fine; the sheep the shepherd; but I seek my master, and But were ! you, he never should be mine. my master seeks not me; therefore, I am no sheep. Jul. What think'st thou of the rich Mercatio?

Pro. The sheep for fodder follow the shepherd, Luc. Well of his wealth ; but of himself, so, so. the shepherd for food follows not the sheep; thou Jul. What think st thou of the gentle Proteus ? for waves followest thy master, thy master for wages Luc. Lord, lord ! to see what folly reigns in us! follows not thee: therefore thou art a sheep.

Jul. How now! what means this passion at his Speed. Such another proof will make me cry baa.

name? Pro. But dost thou hear ? gav'st thou my letter Luc. Pardon, dear madam ; 'tis a passing shame, to Julia ?

That I, unworthy body as I am, Speed. Ay, sir: I, a lost mutton, gave your letter Should censures thus on lovely gentlemen. to her, a laced mutton ;' and she, a laced mutton, Jul. Why not on Proteus, as of all the rest? gave me, a lost mutton, nothing for my labor. Luc. Then thus, — of many good I think him Pro. Here's too small a pasture for such a store

best. of muttons.

Jul. Your reason ? Speed. If the ground be overcharged, you were Luc. I have no other but a woman's reason; best stick her.

I think him so, because I think him so. Pro. Nay, in that you are astray, 'twere best Jul. And wouldst thou have me cast my love on pound you.

him? Speed. Nay, sir, less than a pound shall serve me Luc. Ay, if you thought your love not cast away. for carrying your letter.

Jul. Why, he of all the rest, hath never mov'd me. Pro. You mistake; I mean the pound, a pinfold. Luc. Yet he of all the rest, I think, best loves ye. Speed. From a pound to a pin? fold it over and Jul. His little speaking shows his love but small.

Luc. Fire, that is closest kept, burns most of all. 'Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter to your J:11. They do not love, that do not show their love. lover.

Luc. O, they love least, that let men know their Pro. But what said she ? did she nod!

love.

[SPEED nods. Jul. I would I knew his mind. Speed. I.

Luc.

Peruse this paper, madam. Pro. Nod, I ? why, that's noddy.

Jul. To Julia, - Say, from whom! Speed. You mistook, sir; I say, she did nod: Luc.

That the contents will show and you ask me, if she did nod; and I say, I. Jul. Say, sav; who gave it thee? Pro. And that set together, is - - noddy.

Luc. Sir Valentine's page; and sent, I think, Speed. Now you have taken the pains to set it

from Proteus: together, take it for your pains.

He would have given it you, but I, being in the way, Pro. No, no, you shall have it for hearing the letter. Did in your name receive it; pardon the vault, I pray. Speed. Well, I perceive, I must be fain to bear Jul. Now, by my modesty, a goodly broker!

Dare you presume to harbor wanton lines? Pro. Why, sir, how do you bear with me? To whisper and conspirr against my youth?

Speed. Marry, sir, the letter very orderly ; having Now, trust me, 'tis an office of great worth, nothing but the word, noddy, for my pains. And you an officer fit for the place ;

Pro. Beshrew me, but you have a quick wit. There, take the paper, see it be return'd, Speed. And yet it cannot overtake your slow Or else return no more into my sight. purse.

Luc. To plead for love de serves more fee than Pro. Come, come, open the matter in brief: What

hate. said she?

Jul. Will you begone? Speed. Open your purse, that the money, and Luc.

That you may ruminate. (Erit. the matter, may be both at once delivered.

Jul. And yet, I would I had o'erlook'd the letter. Pro. Well, sir, here is for your pains: What It were a shame to call her back again, said she?

And pray her to a fault for which I chid her. Speed. Truly, sir, I think you'll hardly win her. What fool is she, that knows I am a maid,

Pro. Why?' Couldst thou perceive so much and would not force the letter to my view ? from her ?

Since maids, in modesty, say No, to that Speed. Sir, I could perceive nothing at all from which they would have the protterer construe, Ay. her; no, not so much as a ducat for delivering your Fie, fie! how wayward is this foolish love, letter: And being so hard to me that brought your That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse, mind, I fear she'll prove as hard to you in telling And presently, all hurmbled, kiss the rod! her mind. Give her no token but stones; for she's How churlishly I chid Lucetta hence, as hard as steel.

When willingly I would have had her here! Pro. What, said she nothing ?

How angrily I taught my brow to frown, Speed. No, not so much as — take this for thy When inward joy enforc'd my heart to smile! have testern'de me; in requital whereof, henceforth And ask remission for my folly past : pains. To testify your bounty : I thank you, you My penance is, to call Lucetta back, carry your letters yourself: and so, sir, I'll commend What ho! Lucetta! you to my master. Pro. Go, go, begone, to save your ship from

Re-enter LUCETTA. wreck;

Luc.

What would your ladyship? Which cannot perish, having thee aboard,

Jul. Is it near dinner time? Being destined to a drier death on shore:

Luc.

I would it were ; I must go send some better messenger;

That you might kill your stomach: on your meat, I fear, my Julia would not deign my lines,

And not upon your maid. Receiving them from such a worthless post.

Jul.

What is't you took up

(Exeunt. So gingerly ? SCENE II.— The same. Garden of Julia's house. Luc. Nothing.

Jul.

Why didst thou stoop then ? Enter Julia and LUCETTA.

Luc. To take a paper up that I let fall. Jul. But say, Lucetta, now we are alone,

Jul. And is that paper nothing? Wouldst thou then counsel me to fall in love ?

Luc.

Nothing concerning me. Luc. Ay, madam, so you stumble not unheed- Jul. Then let it lie for those that it concerns. fully.

Luc. Madam, it will not lie where it concerns, Jul. Of all the fair resort of gentlemen,

Unless it have a false interpreter. That every day with parle encounter me,

Jul. Some love of yours hath writ to you in In thy opinion, which is worthiest love?

rhyme. A term for a courtezan. ? A game at cards.

• Pagg sentence.

• Matchmaker. *Given me & sixpence.

Passion or obstinacy.

sing it.

Luc. That I might sing it, madam, to a tune : He said, that Proteus, your son, was meet;
Give me a note : your ladyship can set.

And did request me to importune you,
Jul. As little by such toys as may be possible ; To let him spend his time no more at home,
Best sing it to the tune of Light o love.

Which would be great impeachments to his age,
Luc. It is too heavy for so light a tune.

In having known no travel in his youth.
Jul. Heavy ? belike it hath some burden, then. Ant. Nor need'st thou much importune me to
Luc. Ay; and melodious were it, would you

that

Whereon this month I have been hammering.
Jul. And why not you?

I have consider'd well his loss of time;
Luc.

I cannot reach so high. And how he cannot be a perfect man,
Jul. Let's see your song: - How now, minion? Not being try'd and tutor'd in the world:

L c. Keep tune there still, so you will sing it out: Experience is by industry achiev'd,
And yet, methinks, I do not like this tune.

And perfected by the swift course of time;
Jul. You do not?

Then, tell me, whither were I best to send him?
Luc. No, madam; it is too sharp.

Pant. I think, your lordship is not ignorant,
Jul. You, minion, are too saucy.

How his companion, youthful Valentine,
Luc. Nay, now you are too flat,

Attends the einperor in his royal court.
And mar the concord with too harsh a descant;' Ant. I know it well.
There wanteth but a meano to fill your song.

Pant. 'Twere good, I think, your lordship sent
Jul. The meanis drown'd with your unruly base.

him thither:
Luc. Indeed I did the base for Proteus.

There shall he practise tilts and tournaments,
Jul. This babble shall not henceforth trouble me. Hear sweet discourse, converse with noblemen;
Here is a coils with protestation!

And be in eye of every exercise

[Tears the letter. Worthy his youth and nobleness of birth.
Go, get you gone; and let the papers lie:

Ant. I like thy counsel; well hast thou advis'd :
You would be fingering them, to anger me.

And that thou mayst perceive how well I like it,
Luc. She makes it strange ; but she would be | The execution of it shall make known;
best pleas'd

Even with the speediest execution
To be so anger'd with another letter. [Exit. I will dispatch him to the emperor's court.

Jul. Nay, would I were so anger'd with the same! Pant. To-morrow, may it please you, Don Al-
O hateful hands, to tear such loving words !

phonso,
Injurious wasps! to feed on such sweet honey, With other gentlemen of good esteem,
And kill the bees, that yield it, with your stings ! Are journeying to salute the emperor,
I'll kiss each several paper for amends.

And to commend their service to his will.
And here is writ - kini Julia ; - unkind Julia !

Ant. Good company; with them shall Proteus go;
As in revenge of thy ingratitude,

And, in good time,-now will we break with him.s
I throw thy naine against the bruising stones,
Trampling contemptuously on thy disdain.

Enter PROTEUS.
Look, here is writ — love-wounded Proteus :-

Pro. Sweet love! sweet lines ! sweet life!
Poor wounded name! my bosom as a bed,

Here is her hand the agent of her heart;
Shall lodye thee till thy wound be thoroughly heal'd: Here is her oath for love, her honor's pawn :
And thus I search it with a sovereign kiss.

0, that our fathers would applaud our loves,
But twice, or thrice, was Proteus written down?

To seal our happiness with their consents!
Be calm, good wind, blow not a word away,

O heavenly Julia !
Till I have found each letter in the letter,

Ant. How now? what letter are you reading
Except mine own name; that some whirlwind bear

there !
Unto a ragged, fearful, hanging rock,

Pro. May't please your lordship, 'tis a word or
And throw it thence into the raging sea !

two
Lo, here in one line is his name twice writ, - Of commendation sent from Valentine,
Poor forlorn Proteus, passionate Proteus,

Deliver'd by a friend that came from him.
To the sweet Julia: - that I'll tear away ;

Ant. Lend me the letter; let me see what news.
And yet I will not, sith so prettily

Pro. There is no news, my lord; but that he
He couples it to his complaining names:

writes
Thus will I fold them one upon another;

How happily he lives, how well belovid,
Now kiss, embrace, contend, do what you will. And daily graced by the emperor;
Re-enter LUCETTA.

Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune.

Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish
Luc. Madam, dinner's ready, and your father Pro. As one relying on your lordship's will,
stays.

And not depending on his friendly wish.
Jul. Well, let us go.

Ant. My will is something sorted with his wish
Luc. What, shall these papers lie like tell-tales Muser not that I thus suddenly proceed;
here?

For what I will, I will, and there an end.
Jul. If you respect them, best to take them up. I am resolv'd, that thou shalt spend some time
Luc. Nay, I was taken up for laying them down:

With Valentinus in the emperor's court;
Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold. What maintenance he from his friends receives,
Jul. I see you have a month's mind to them.

Like exhibition thou shalt have from me.
Luc. Ay, madam, you may say what sights you Tomorrow be in readiness to go:
see;

Excuse it not, for I am peremptory.
I see things too, although you judge I wink.

Pro. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided;
Jul. Come, come, will’t please you go ? [Exeunt. Please you, deliberate a day or two.
SCENE III.- The same. A room in Antonio's

Ant. Look, what thou want'st shall be sent after
House.

thee:

No more of stay ; to-morrow thou must go. -
Enter Antonio and Parthixo.

Come on, Panthino; you shall be employ'd
Ant. Tell me, Panthino, what sad: talk was that, To hasten on his expedition.

| Exeunt Ant. and Part.
Wherewith my brother held you in the cloister?
Pant. 'Twas of his nephew Proteus, your son.

Pro. Thus have I shünn'd the fire, for fear of
Ant. Why, what of him?

burning;
Pant.

He wonder'd that your lordship And drench'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd:
Would suffer him to spend his youth at home;

I fear'd to show my father Julia's letter,
While other men, of slender reputation,

Lest he should take exceptions to my love;
Put forth their sons to seek preterment out:

And with the vantage of mine own excuse
Some, to the wars, to try their fortune there:

Hath he excepted most against my love.
Some, to discover islands far away ;

0, how this spring of love resembleth
Some, to the studious universities.

The uncertain glory of an April day;

Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
For any, or for all these exercises,

And by and by a cloud takes all away!
• A term in music.

9 The tenor in music.
1 A challenge.
9 Bustle, stir.

Reproach.

6 Break the matter to him • Little consequence.

Re-enter PANTHIXO.
Pant. Sir Proteus, your father calls for you;
He is in haste, therefore, I pray you, go.

Pro. Why, this it is: my heart accords thereto; And yet a thousand times it answers, no.

(Exeunt.

ACT II.

SCENE I.- Milan. An Apartment in the Duke's Speed. If you love her, you cannot see her.
Palace.

Val. Why?
Enter VALENTINE and SPEED.

Speed. Because love is blind. O, that you had

mine eyes; or your own had the lights they were Speed. Sir, your glove.

wont to have, when you chid at sir Proteus for going Val. Not mine : my gloves are on.

ungartered. Speed. Why then this may be yours, for this is Val. What should I see then ? but one.

Speed. Your own present folly, and her passing Val. Ha! let me see : ay give it me, it's mine :- deformity; for he, being in love, could not see to Sweet ornament that decks a thing divine ! garter his hose ; and you, being in love, cannot see Ah Silvia ! Silvia!

to put on your hose. Speed. Madam Silvia ! madam Silvia !

Val. Belike, boy, then you are in love ; for last Val. How now, sirrah ?

morning you could not see to wipe my shoes. Speed. She is not within hearing, sir.

Speed. True, sir; I was in love with my bed; I Val. Why, sir, who bade you call her ?

thank you, you swingeda me for my love, which Speed, Your worship, sir; or else I mistook. makes me the bolder to chide you for yours. Val. Well, you'll still be too forward.

Val. In conclusion, I stand affected to her. Speed. And yet I was last chidden for being too Speed. I would you were set; so, your affection slow.

would cease. Val. Go to, sir; tell me, do you know madam Val. Last night she enjoined me to write some Silvia ?

lines to one she loves. Speed. She that your worship loves?

Speed. And have you ? Val. Why, how know you that I am in love? Val. I have.

Speed. Marry, by these special marks: First, you Speed. Are they not lamely writ? have learned, like sir Proteus, to wreath your arms Val. No, boy, but as well as I can do them :like a male-content; to relish a love song, like a Peace, here she comes. robin-red-breast; to walk alone, like one that had

Enter SILVIA. the pestilence; to sigh, like a school-boy that had lost his A, B, C; to weep, like a young wench that Speed, O excellent motion ! ( exceeding puphad buried her grandam; to fast, like one that takes pet? now will he interpret to her. diet;" to watch, like one that fears robbing ; to speak Val. Madam and mistress, a thousand good. puling, like a beggar at Hallowmas. You were morrows. wont, when you laughed, to crow like a cock; when Speed. O, give you good even! here's a million you walked, to walk like one of the lions; when of manners.

[ Asile. you fasted, it was presently after dinner; when you Sit. Sir Valentine and servant, to you two thoulooked sadly, it was for want of money'; and now sand. you are metamorphosed with a mistress, that, when Speed. He should give her interest; and she gives Í look on you, I can hardly think you my master. it him.

(Aside. Val. Are all these things perceived in me? Val. As you enjoind me. I have writ your letter, Speed. They are all perceived without you. Unto the secret nameless friend of yours; Val. Without me? They cannot.

Which I was much unwilling to proceed in, Speed. Without you? nay, that's certain, for But for my duty to your ladyship. without you were so simple, none else would: but Sil. I thank you, gentle servant, 'tis very clerkly. you are so without these follies, that these follies done. are within you, and shine through you like the Val. Now, trust me, madam, it came hardly off; water in a urinal; that not an eye, that sees you, For being ignorant to whom it goes, but is a physician to comment on your malady. I writ at random, very doubtfully.

Val. But, tell me, dost thou know my lady Silvia ? Sil. Perchance you think too much of so much

Speed. She, that you gaze on so, as she sits at pains? supper?

Val. No, madam; so it stead you, I will write, Val. Hast thou observed that? even she I mean. Please you command, a thousand times as much: Speed. Why, sir, I know her not.

And yet, Val. Dost thou know her by my gazing on her, Sil. A pretty period! Well, I guess the sequel ; and yet know'st her not?

And yet I will not name it :- and yet I care not; Speed. Is she not hard favored, sir?

And yet take this again; and yet I thank you ; Val. Not so fair, boy, as well favored.

Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more. Speed. Sir, I know that well enough.

Speed. And yet you will; and yet another yet. Val. What dost thou know?

[ Aside. Speed. That she is not so fair, as (of you) well Val. What means your ladyship? do you not favored.

like it? Val. I mean, that her beauty is exquisite, but her Sil. Yes, yes; the lines are very quaintly writ, favor infinite.

But since unwillingly, take them again ; Speed. That's because the one is painted, and Nay, take them. the other out of all count.

Val. Madam, they are for you. Val. How painted ? and how out of count? Sil. Ay, ay ; you writ them, sir, at my request :

Speed. Marry, sir, so painted, to make her fair, But I will none of them; they are for you: that no man counts of her beauty.

I would have had them writ more movingly. Val. How esteemest thou me! I account of her Val. Please you, I'll write your ladyship another. beauty.

Sil. And, when it's writ, for my sale read it over; Speed. You never saw her since she was de- And if it please you, so; if not, why, so. formed.

Val. If it please me, madam! what then? Val. How long hath she been deformed?

Sil. Why, if it please you, take it for your labor; Speed. Ever since you loved her.

And so good-morrow, servant. (Erit Silvia Val. I have loved her ever since I saw her; and Speed. O jest unseen inscrutable, invisible, still I see her beautiful.

- Whipped.

3 A puppet-show. » Under a regimen.

! Allhallowmas.

4 Like a scholar.

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