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Come all the praises that I now bestow,)
Duke. Beshrewme, sir, but, if he make this good,
Val. Should I have wished a thing, it had been he. Duke. Welcome him then according to his worth. Silvia, I speak to you; and you, Sir Thurio :
: For Valentine, I need not 'cite him to it: I'll send him hither to you presently. [Exit DUKE. Val. This is the gentleman, I told
your ladyship, Had come along with me, but that his mistress Did hold his eyes locked in her crystal looks.
Sil. Belike, that now she hath enfranchised them Upon some other pawn for fealty. Val. Nay, sure, I think, she holds them prisoners
still. Sil. Nay, then he should be blind; and, being blind, How could he see his way to seek out you?
Val. Why, lady, love hath twenty pair of eyes.
Val. To see such lovers, Thurio, as yourself;
Enter PROTEUS. Sil. Have done, have done ; here comes the gen
tleman. Val. Welcome, dear Proteus !—Mistress, I beseech
you, Confirm his welcome with some special favor.
Sil. His worth is warrant for his welcome hither, If this be he you oft have wished to hear from.
1 Feature in the Poet's age was often used for form or person in general. 2 Equivalent to ill betide me. VOL. I.
Val. Mistress, it is : sweet lady, entertain him To be my fellow-servant to your ladyship.
Sil. Too low a mistress for so high a servant.
Pro. Not so, sweet lady; but too mean a servant To have a look of such a worthy mistress.
Val. Leave off discourse of disability : Sweet lady, entertain him for your servant.
Pro. My duty will I boast of, nothing else.
Sil. And duty never yet did want his meed;
Pro. "I'll die on him that says so, but yourself.
No; that you are worthless.
Come, Sir Thurio,
[Exeunt Silvia, Thurio, and SPEED. Val. Now, tell me, how do all from whence you
Val. Ay, Proteus, but that life is altered now :
, With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs; For, in revenge of my contempt of love,
Love hath chased sleep from my enthralled eyes,
Val. Even she; and is she not a heavenly saint ?
Pro. When I was sick, you gave me bitter pills ; And I must minister the like to you.
Val. Then speak the truth by her; if not divine, Yet let her be a principality,” Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth.
Pro. Except my mistress.
Val. Sweet, except not any,
Pro. Have I not reason to prefer mine own?
Val. And I will help thee to prefer her too: She shall be dignified with this high honor,To bear my lady's train ; lest the base earth Should from her vesture chance to steal a kiss, And, of so great a favor growing proud, Disdain to root the summer-swelling flower, And make rough winter everlastingly.
Pro. Why, Valentine, what braggardism is this?
Val. Pardon me, Proteus : all I can, is nothing To her, whose worth makes other worthies nothing; She is alone.
Pro. Then let her alone.
1. No wo, no misery that can be compared to the punishment inflicted by love.
A principality is an angel of the first order.
Val. Not for the world: why, man, she is mine
Ay, and we are betrothed;
Pro. Go on before ; I shall inquire you forth :
Val. Will you make haste ?
Pro. I will.
And that's the reason I love him so little.
Speed. Launce! by mine honesty, welcome to Milan.
Laun. Forswear not thyself, sweet youth; for I am not welcome. I reckon this always-that a man is never undone, till he be hanged; nor never welcome to a placé, till some certain shot be paid, and the hostess say, welcome. .
Speed. Come on, you mad-cap, I'll to the ale-house with you presently; where, for one shot of five pence thou shalt have five thousand welcomes. But, sirrah, how did thy master part with madam Julia ?
Laun. Marry, after they closed in earnest, they parted very fairly in jest.
Speed. But shall she marry him?
Laun. Marry, thus; when it stands well with him, it stands well with her.
Speed. What an ass art thou! I understand thee not.
1 i. e. on further knowledge, on better consideration.