And perfected by the swift course of time :
Then tell me whither were I best to send him?

Pant. I think your Lord hip is not ignorant,
How his companion, youthful Valentine,
Attends the Emperor in his royal court.

Ant. I know it well.
Pant. 'Twere good, I think, your Lordship sent him

thither
There shall he practise tilts and tournaments,
Hear sweet discourse, converse with noblemen;
And be in eye of every exercise,
Worthy his youth and nobleness of birth.

Ant. I like thy counsel; well halt thou advis'd:
And that thou may'st perceive how well I like it,
The execution of it shall make known;
Ev'n with the speedieft expedition
I will dispatch him to the Emperor's court.

Pant. I'o-morrow, may it pleate you, Don Alphonso,
With other gentlemen of good esteein,
Are journeying to falute the Emperor,
And to commend their service to his will.

ont. Good company: with them thall Protheus go. And, in good time, now we will break with him.

Enter Protheus.
Pro. Sweet love, sweet lines, sweet life:
Here is her hand, the agent of her heart;
Here is her oath for love, her honour's pawn.
Oh! that our fathers would applaud our loves,
To seal our happiness with their consents !
Oh heav'nly Julia !

Ant. How now? what letter are you reading there?

Pro. May't please your Lordship, 'tis a word or two Of commendation sent from Valentine; Deliver'd by a friend that came from him.

Ant. Lend me the letter ; let me see what news.

Pro. There is no news, my Lord, but that he writes
How happily he lives, how well belov'd,
And daily graced by the Emperor ;
Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune.

Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish?
Pro. As one relying on your Lordfhip’s will,
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And

And not depending on his friendly with.

Ant. My will is something forted with his wish :
Muse not that I thus suddenly proceed;
For what I will, I will; and there's an end.
I am resolv’d that thou shalt spend some time
With Valentine in the Emp'ror's court:
What maintenance he from his friends receives,
Like exhibition thou shalt have from me :
To-morrow be in readiness to go.
Excuse it not, for I am peremptory.

Pro. My Lord, I cannot be so soon provided ;
Please to deliberate a day or two.
Ant. Look, what thou want'st, snall be sent after

thee :
No more of stay; to-morrow thou must go.
Come on, Panthion; you shall be employ'd
To hasten on his expedition.

[Exe. Ant. and Pant.
Pro. Thus have l hunn'd the fire, for fear of burning;
And drench'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd:
I fear'd to shew my father Julia's letter,
Lelt he should take exceptions to my love ;
And with the vantage of mine own excuse,
Hath 'he excepted most against my love.
Oh, how this spring of love resembleth

Th’uncertain glory of aa April day;
Which now shews all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by, a cloud takes all away!

Enter Panthion.
Pant. Sir Protheus, 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.

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AC Τ ΙΙ. SC Ε Ν Ε Ι.

Changes to Milan.
An apartment in the Duke's palace.

Enter Valentine and Speed.
.

Speed.

Speed. Why then this may be your's, for this is but

one.

Val. Ha ! let me fee: ay, give it me, it's mine.
Sweet ornament, that decks a thing divine !
Ah, Silvia ! Silvia !

Speed. Madam Silvia ! Madam Silvia !
Val. How now,

firrah?
Speed. She is not within hearing, Sir.
Val. Why, Sir, who bade you call her?
Speed. Your Worship, sir, or else I mistook.
Val. Well, you'll ftill be too forward.
Speed. And yet I was last chidden for being too slow.
Val. Go to, Sir ; tell me, do you know Madam

Silvia ?
Speed. She that your Worship loves ?
Val. Why, how know you that I am in love?

Speed. Marry, by these special marks: First, you have learn’d, like Sir Protheus, to wreath your arms like a malecontent; to relish a love-song, like a Robinred-breast; to walk alone, like one that had the pestilence; to figh, like a school-boy that had loft his A, B, C; to weep, like a young wench that had buried her grandam; to fast, like one that takes diet ; to watch, like one that fears robbing; to 1peak puling, like a bega gar at Hallowmass. You were wont, when you laugh’d, to crow like a cock; when you walk’d, to walk like one of the lions; when you fafted, it was presently after dinner ; when you looked fadly, it was for want of money; and now you are metamorphos'd with a mistress, that, when I look on you, I can hardly think

you my master.

Val. Are all these things perceiv'd in me?
Speed. They are all perceiv'd without ye.
Val. Without me? they cannot.

Speed. Without you? nay, that's certain ; for, with out you were lo simple, none elle would: but you are so without these follies, that thete follies are within you, and shine through you like the water in an urinal; that not an eye that sees you, but is a physician to comment on your malady.

Val. But tell me, doit thou know my Lady Silvia ?
Speed. She that you gaze on fo as the fits at fupper?

Val.

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Val. Hast thou observ'd that? ev'n fhe I mean.
Speed. Why, Sir, I know her not.

Val. Dost thou know her by my gazing on her, and yet know it her not ?

Speed. Is the not hard-favour'd, Sir?
Val. Not so fair, boy, as well-favour'd.
Speed. Sir, I know that well enough.
Val. What doit thou know?
Speed. That she is not fo fair, as of you well-favour'd.

Val. I mean that her beauty is exquisite,
But her favour infinite.

Speed. That's because the one is painted, and the other out of all count.

Val. How painted ? and how out of count?

Speed Marry, Sir, fo painted to make her fair, that no man counts of her beauty.

Val. How esteem'it thou me? I account of her beauty

Speed. You never saw her since she was deform’d.
Val. How long hath she been deform’d?
Speed. Ever since you lov'd her.

Val. I have lov'd her ever since I saw her,
And still I see her beautiful.
Speed. If

you love her, you cannot fee her. Val. Why?

Speed. Because love is blind O that you had mine eyes, or your own eyes had the lights they were wont to have, when you chid at Sir Protheus for going ungarter'd!

Val. What should I fee then?

Speed. Your own present folly, and her passing deformity: for he, being in love, could not see to garter his hofe; and you, being in love, cannot see to put on

your hose.

Val. Belike, boy, then you are in love ; for last morning you could not see to wipe iny shoes.

Speed. True, Sir, I was in love with my bed, I thank you, you swinge’d me for my love, which makes me the bolder to chide

you

for your's. Val. In conclufion, I stand affected to her.

Speed. I would you were fet, fo your affećtion would ccale.

Val. Last night she injoined me to write some lines to one she loves.

Speed. And have you?
Val. I have.
Speed. Are they not lamely writ?

Val. No, boy, but as well as I can do them :
Peace, here she comes.

Enter Silvia.
Speed. Oh excellent motion! Oh exceeding puppet!
Now will he interpret to her.

Val. Madam and Mistrefs, a thousand good morrows.
Speed. On! give ye good ev'n; here's a million of

manners.

Sil. Sir Valentine and servant, to you two thousand.

Speed. He should give her intereit; and the gives it him.

Val. As you injoin'd me, I have writ your letter,
Unto the secret, nameless, friend of your's;
Which I was much unwilling to proceed in,
But for my duty to your Ladythip.

Sil. I thank you, gentle servant; 'tis very clerkly done.

Val. Now trust me, Madam, it came hardly off :
For being ignorant to whom it goes,
I writ at random, very doubtfully.

Sil. Perchance you think too much of so much pains?

Val. No, Madam, so it fteed you, I will write,
Pleate you command a thousand times as much.

And yet

Sil. A pretty period; well, I guess the sequel;
And yet I will not name it; and yet I care not;
And yet take this again, and yet ! thank you;
Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more.
Speed. And yet you will; and yet another yet.

[ Aside. Val. What means your Ladyship? do you not like it?

Sil. Yes, yes: the lines are very quaintly writ;
But since unwillingly, take them again;
Nay, take them.

Val. Madam, they are for you
Sil. Ay, ay; you writ them, Sir, at my request;

But

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