Speed. [Aside.] O! give ye good even: here's a million of manners. Sil. Sir Valentine and servant, to you two 56 thousand. Speed. [Aside.] He should give her interest, and she gives it him. Val. As you enjoin'd me, I have writ your Unto the secret nameless friend of yours; Val. Now, trust me, madam, it came hardly For, being ignorant to whom it goes 120 Sil. Perchance you think too much of so much pains? Val. No, madam; so it stead you, I will write, Please you command, a thousand times as much. Val. I have loved her ever since I saw her, And yetand still I see her beautiful. Speed. If you love her you cannot see her. 76 Speed. Because Love is blind. O! that you 81 126 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 I thank you, Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more. 130 Speed. [Aside.] And yet you will; and yet another yet. Val. What means your ladyship? do you not like it? 132 unto her lover." Sil. Yes, yes: the lines are very quaintly writ, Herself hath taught her love himself to write But since unwillingly, take them again: 176 All this I speak in print, for in print I found it. Why muse you, sir? 'tis dinner-time. Nay, take them. 137 Speed. O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible, As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple! My master sues to her, and she hath taught her suitor, He being her pupil, to become her tutor. 148 write the letter? Val. How now, sir! what are you reasoning with yourself? Speed. Nay, I was riming: 'tis you that have the reason. Val. To do what? 152 Speed. Ay, but hearken, sir: though the SCENE II.-Verona. A Room in JULIA's House. Pro. Have patience, gentle Julia. Pro. When possibly I can, I will return. Jul. If you turn not, you will return the sooner. 4 Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake. Pro. Why, then, we'll make exchange: here, Jul. And seal the bargain with a holy kiss. Speed. To be a spokesman from Madam That tide will stay me longer than I should. Silvia. Val. To whom? 9 SCENE III.-The Same. A Street. Enter LAUNCE, leading a dog. Launce. Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have done weeping: all the kind of the Launces have this very fault. I have received my proportion, like the prodigious son, and am going with Sir Proteus to the imperial's court. I think Crab my dog be the sourest-natured dog that lives: my mother weeping, my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid howling, our cat wringing her hands, and all our house in a great perplexity, yet did not this cruel-hearted cur shed one tear. He is a stone, a very pebble stone, and has no more pity A Room in the DUKE'S Enter VALENTINE, SILVIA, THURIO, and SPEED. Val. Mistress? Speed. Master, Sir Thurio frowns on you. Val. Of my mistress, then. in him than a dog; a Jew would have wept to SCENE IV.-Milan. Enter PANTHINO. 36 Pant. Launce, away, away, aboard! thy master is shipped, and thou art to post after with cars. What's the matter? why weepest thou, man? Away, ass! you'll lose the tide if you tarry any longer. Launce. It is no matter if the tied were lost; for it is the unkindest tied that ever any man tied. Pant. What's the unkindest tide? Launce. Why, he that's tied here, Crab, my dog. 41 44 Pant. Tut, man, I mean thou'lt lose the flood; and, in losing the flood, lose thy voyage, and, in losing thy voyage, lose thy master; and, in losing thy master, lose thy service; and, in losing thy service,-Why dost thou stop my mouth? Launce. For fear thou shouldst lose tongue. Pant. Where should I lose my tongue? 52 thy 56 Launce. Lose the tide, and the voyage, and the master, and the service, and the tied! Why, man, if the river were dry, I am able to fill it with my tears; if the wind were down, I could drive the boat with my sighs. Pant. Come, come away, man; I was sent to call thee. Launce. Sir, call me what thou darest. Launce. Well, I will go. 64 Thu. So do counterfeits. Thu. What seem I that I am not? Thu. What instance of the contrary? Thu. And how quote you my folly? Thu. My jerkin is a doublet. Val. Well, then, I'll double your folly. 8 12 16 20 Duke. Now, daughter Silvia, you are hard beset. [Exeunt. Sir Valentine, your father's in good health: Val. Welcome, dear Proteus! Mistress, I beseech you, Val. Ay, my good lord; a son that well Confirm his welcome with some special favour. deserves The honour and regard of such a father. Duke. You know him well? 60 Val. I know him as myself; for from our infancy We have convers'd and spent our hours together: And though myself have been an idle truant, 65 To clothe mine age with angel-like perfection, 72 Sil. His worth is warrant for his welcome hither, 103 If this be he you oft have wish'd to hear from. 108 76 That you are worthless. 116 Yet let her be a principality, 164 . 184 188 193 196 200 Determin'd of: how I must climb her window, 204 212 And I as rich in having such a jewel 176 Is gone with her along, and I must after, For love, thou know'st, is full of jealousy. Pro. But she loves you? Val. Ay, and we are betroth'd: nay, more, our marriage-hour, Launce. No, neither. 180 Speed. What, are they broken? With all the cunning manner of our flight, Launce. No, they are both as whole as a fish. |