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

Enter Valentine and Speed.
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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

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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.

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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;

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