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I must go send some better messenger;
Or else return no more into my sight. [hate. I fear, my Julia would not deign my lines,
Luc. To plead for love deserves more fee than Receiving them from such a worthless post. Jul. Will ye begone?
[Exeunt severally. Luc. That you may ruminate. [Erit. SCENE II.
5 Jul. And yet, I would I had o'erlook'd the letChanges to Julia's Chamber.
It were a shame, to call her back again, [ter. Enter Julia and Lucetta.
And pray her to a fault for which I chid her. Jul. But say, Lucetta, now we are alone, What fool is she, that knows I am a maid, Would'st thou then counsel me to fall in love? And would not force the letter to my view ?
Luc. Ay, madain; so you stumble not unheed- 10 Since maids, in modesty, say No, to that
Jul. Of all the fair resort of gentlemen, [fully. Which they would have the profferer construe Ay. That every day with parle encounter me, Fie, fie! how wayward is this foolish love, In thy opinion which is worthiest love?
That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse, Luc. Please you, repeat their names, I'll shew And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod! iny mind
15 How churlishly I chid Lucetta hence, According to my shallow simple skill.
When willingly I would have had her here! Jul. What think'st thou of the fair Sir Eglamouri How angerly I taught my brow to frown,
Luc. As of a knight well spoken, neat and fine; When inward joy enforc'd my heart to smile! But, were I you, he never should be mine. My penance is, to call Lucetta back,
Jul. What thinks't thou of the rich Mercatio? 20 And ask remission for my folly past:-
[meat, Luc. Pardon, dear madam; 'tis a passing shame, That you might kill your *stomach on your That I, unworthy body as I am,
And not upon your maid.
Jul. What is't that you
best. Jul. Why didst thou stoop then?
Jul. And is that paper nothing ? Jul. And would'st thou have me cast my love Luc. Nothing concerning me. on him?
35 Jul. Then let it lie for those that it concerns. Luc. Av, if you thought your love not cast away. Luc. Madan, it will not lye where it concerns, Jud. Why, le of all the rest bath never mov'd me. Unless it have a false interpreter. [rbime. Luc. Yet he of all the rest, I think, best loves ye. Jul. Some love of yours hath writ to you in Jul. Ilis little speaking shews his love but small. Luc. That I might sing it, madam, to a tune: Luc. Fire, that is closest kept, burns most of all. 40 Give me a note ; your ladyship can set. Jul.Theydo not love, that do not shewtheir love. Jul. As little by such toys as may be possible: Luc. Oh, they love least, that let men know Best sing it to the tune of Light o’ love. their love.
Luc. It is too heavy for so light a tune. Jul. I would I knew his inind.
Jul. Heavy? belike, it hath some burden then. Luc. Peruse this paper, madam.
Luc. Ay; and melodious were it, would you sing Jul. To Julia,--Say from whom?
Jul. And why not you?
[it. Luc. That the contents will shew.
Luc. I cannot reach so high. Jul. Say, say; who gave it thee?
Jul. Let's see your song:-How now, minion? Luc. Sir Valentine's page; and sent, I think, Luc. Keep tune there still, so you will sing it out: from Protheus :
[way, 50 And yet, methinks, I do not like this tune.
Jul. Now, by my modesty, a goodly broker? | Jul. You, minion, are too saucy.
Jul.The mean is drown'd with
your unruly base. There, take the paper, see it be return'd;
Luc. Indeed, I bid the base for Protheus. " To censure means, in this place, to pass sentence. ? A broker was used for matchmaker, sometimes for procuress. Stomach was used for passion or obstinacy. • Descunt is a term in music.
The mean is the tenor in music. • The speaker here turns the allusion (which her mistress employed) from the base in music to a country exercise, Bid the base; in which some pursue, and others are made prisoners,
Jul. This babble shall not henceforth trouble me. Put forth their sons to seek preferment ont: Here is a coil with protestation !-- [Tears it. Some to the wars, to try their fortune there; Go, get you gone; and let the papers lie: Some, to discover islands far away; You would be fingering them to anger me. Some, to the studious universities. Luc. She makes it strange; but she would be 5 For any, or for all of these exercises, best pleas'd
He said, that Protheus, your son, was meet; To be so angerd with another letter. [Erit. And did request me to importune you, Jul. Nay, would I were so angerd with the To let him spend his time no more at home, same!
Which wouiù be great impeachment to his age, Oh hateful hands, to tear such loving words ! 10 In having known no trarel in his youth. [that Injurious wasps, to feed on such sweet honey, Ant. Nor need'st thou much importune me to And kill the bees that yield it, with your stings !
Whereon this month I have been hammering. I'll kiss each several paper for amends.
I have consider'd well his loss of time; Look, here is writ-kind Julia ;-unkind Julia! And how he cannot be a perfect man, As in revenge of thy ingratitude,
15 Not being try'd, and tutord in the world: I throw thy name against the bruising stones, Experience is by industry archiev'd, Trampling contemptuously on thy disdain. And perfected by the swift course of time: Look, here is writ-love-ríounded Protheus:- Then, tell me, whither were I best to send him? Poor wounded name ! my bosom, as a bed, [heal'd; Pant. I think, your lordship is not ignorant, Shall lodge thee, till thy wound be thoroughly 201ow his companion, youthtul Valentine, And thus I search it with
a sovereign kiss. Attends the emperor in his royal court. But twice, or thrice, was Protheus written down : Ant. I know it well.
[him thither: Be calm, good wind, blow not a word away, Pant. 'T'were good, I think, your lordship sent Till I have found each letter in the letter, [bear There shall he practise tilts and tournaments, Except mine own name; that some whirlwind 25 Hear sweet discourse, converse with noblemen ; Unto a ragged, fearful, hanging rock,
And be in eye of every exercise, And throw it thence into the raging sea ! Worthy his youth and nobleness of birth. Lo, here in one line is his naine twice writ,-- Ant. I like thy counsel; well hast thou advis'd: Poor forlorn Protheus, passionate Prothens, And, that thou may’st perceive how well I like it, To the sweet Julia ;-that I'll tear away ;
30 The execution of it shall make known; And yet I will not, sith so prettily
Even with the speediest expedition He couples it to his complaining names; I will dispatch him to the emperor's court. [phonso. Thus will I fold them one upon another;
Pant. To.inorrow, may it please you, Don AlNow kiss, embrace, contend, do what you
will. With other gentlemen of good esteem, Re-inter Lucetta.
35 Are journeying to salute the emperor, Luc. Madam, dinner's ready, and your father And to commend their service to his will. [go: Jul. Well, let us go.
[stays. Ant. Good company; with them shall Protheus Luc. What, shall these papers lie like tell-tales And, in good time",—now will we break with him. here?
Enter Protheus. Jul. If thou respect them, best to take them up. 10 Pro. Sweet love! sweet lines! sweet life! Luc. Nay, I was taken up for laying them
Here is her hand, the agent of her heart; down;
Here is her oath for love, her honour's pawn : Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold. Oh! that our fathers would applaud our loves,
Jul. I see, you have a month's mind to them'. To seal our happiness with their consents!
[there? see ;
Ant. How now? what letter are you reading I see things too, although you judge I wink. Pro. May't please your lordship, 'lis a word or Jul. Come, come, will’t please you go? [Exeunt.
Of commendation sent from Valentine, two
Deliver'd by a friend that came from himn.
50 Ant. Lend me the letter; let me see what news. Anthonio's House.
Pro. There is no news, my lord; but that he Enter Antonio and Panthino.
writes Ant. Tell me, Panthino, what sad' talk was How happily he lives, how well belov'd, that,
And daily graced by the emperor; Wherewith my brother held you in the cloister : 55 Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune.
Fant. 'Twas of his nephew Protheus, your son. Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish? Ant. Why, what of bim?
Pro. As one relying on your lordship’s will, Pant. He wonder'd, that your lordship And not depending on his friendly wish. Would sutser him to spend his youth at home; Ant. My will is something sorted with his wish : While other men, of slender reputation, |6o Muse not that I thus suddenly proceed;
A month's mind was an anniversary in times of popery; or, as Mr. Ray calls it, a less solemnity directed by the will of the deceased. There was also a year's mind, and a week's mind. See Proverbial Phrases. '? Sad is the same as grate or serious. Impeachment is hindrance. sion when something bappened which suited the thing in hand, similar to the French à propos.
* The old express
For what I will, I will, and there an end.
And drench'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd: I am resolv'd, that thou shalt spend some time I fear'd to shew my father Julia's letter, With Valentino in the emperor s court ;
Lest he should take exceptions to my lo.e; What maintenance he from his friends receives, And with the vantage of mine own excuse Lihe exhibition' thou shalt have trom me. 5 Hath he excepted most against my love: To-morrow be in readiness to go:
Oh, how this spring of love resembleth Excuse it not, for I am perem, tory.
The uncertain glory of an April day; Pro. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided; Which now shews all the beauty of the sun, Please you, deliberate a day or two. (after thee: And by and by a cloud takes all away! Ani, Look, what thou want’st, snall be sent 10
Re-enter Punthino. No more or stay; to-morrow thou must go.— Pant. Sir Protheus, your father calls for you; Come on, Panthino, you shall be employ'd
lle is in haste, therefore, I pray you, go. To hasten on nisexpedition. [Evtunt ant. Pant. Pro. Why, this it is ; my heart accords thereto; Pro. Thus have I shunn'd the tire, for fear of And yet a thousand times it answers, no. burning; 151
is but one.
Iphos’d with a mistress, that, when I look on you,
can hardly think you my master. Changes to Milan.
25 Val. Are all these things perceiv'd in me? An apartment in the duke's palace.
Speed. They are all perceiv'd without ye. Enter Valentine and Speed.
Vul. Without me? they cannot. your glove
Speed. Without you? nay, that's certain; for, vul. Not mwe; my gloves are on. without you were so simple, none else would: but Speed. Why then this may be yours; for this 30 you are so without these follies, that these follies
are within you, and shine through you like the Var. Ha! let me see: ay, give it me, it's mine: water in an urinal; that not an eye,
that sees you, Sueet ornament, that dechs a thing divine ! but is a physician to comment on your malady: Ah Sivia! Silvia!
Val. But, tell me, dost thou Know my lady Spód. Madam Silvia! madam Silvia ! 135
[supper? Fut. How now, sirrah?
Speed. She that you gaze on so, as she sits at Speed. Sht's not within hearing, sir.
Val. Hast thou observed that? even she I mean. Vul. Why, sir, who had you call her?
Speed. Why, sir, I know her not. Speed. Your worship, sir; or else I mistook. Vul. Dost thou know her by my gazing on her, l'at. Well, you ll still be too forward. [slow.40 and yet know'st her not? Speed. And yet I was last chidden for being too Speed. Is she not hard-favour'd, sir? Vul. Go to, sir; tell me, do you know madain Val. Not so fair, boy, as well-favour'd. Silvia?
Speed. Sir, I know that well enough. Speed. She that your worship loves?
Val. What dost thou know? Vai. Why, how know you that I am in love? 45 Speed. That she is not so fair, as (of you) well
Speed. Marry, by these special marks: First, favour'd. you have learn’d, like sir Protheus, to wreath your l'al. I mean, that her beauty is exquisite, but arms like a male-content; to relish a love-ong, ber favour intinite. like a Robin-red-breast; to walk alone, like one Speed. That's because the one is painted, and that has the pestilence; to sigh, like a school-boy 50 the other out of all count, that had lost his A B C; to weep, like a young Val. How painted? and how out of count? Wench that had buried her grandain; to fast, like Speed. Marry, sir, so painted, to make her fair, one that takes diet'; to watch, like one that fear: that no man counts of her beauty. obbing ; to speak puling, like a beggar at Ha- Val. How esteen 'st thou me I account of her wwmas?.. You were wont, when you laugh’d, to 55 beauty. crow like a cock; when you walk'd, to walk like Speed. You never saw her since she was deone of the lions; when you fasted, it was pre- form'd. sently after dinner; when you look'd sadly, it was Va'. How long hath she been deformid? for want of money: and now you are metamor- Speed. Ever since you lov'd her. That is, allowance. * To take diet was the phrase for being under a regimen.
That is, about the feast of All Saints, when the poor people in Staffordshire, and probably in Warwickshire, go from parish to parish a souling as they call it ; i. e. begging and puling (or singing small) for soul-cakes, or any good thing to make them merry. This custom seems a remnant of Popish superştition to pray for departed souls, particularly those of friends. 3
Val. I have lov'd her, ever since I saw her; But since unwillingly, take them again ; and still I see her beautiful.
Nay, take them.
Sil. Ay, ay; you writ them, sir, at my request; Speed. Because love is blind. O, that you had 5 But I will none of them: they are for you: mine eyes; or your own eyes had the lights they I would have had them writ more movingly. were wont to have, when you chid at sir Protheus Val. Please you, I'll write your ladyship another. for going ungarter'd!
Sil. And, when it's writ, for my sake read it Pul. What should I see then ?
Speed. Your own present folly, and her passing 10 And, if it please you, so; if not, why, so. deformity: for he, being in love, could not see to Val. If it please me, madam? wliat then? garter his hose ; and you, being in love, cannot Sil. Why, if it please you, take it for your see to put on your hose.
labour ; Val. Belike, boy, then you are in love ; for last And so good-morrow, servant.
Erit. morning you could not see to wipe my shoes. 15. Speed. O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible,
Speed. True, sir; I was in love with my bed : As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a I thank you, you swing'd me for my love, which
(suitor, makes me the bolder to chide you for yours. My master sies to her; and she hath taught her
Val. conclusion, I stand affected to her. He being her pupil, to become her tutur.
Speed. I would you were set, and your affection 200 excellent device! was there ever heard a better? so would cease.
That my master, being the scribe, to himself Val. Last night she enjoin'd me to write some
should write the letter! lines to one she loves.
Val. How now, sir ? what, are you reasoning* Speed. And have you?
with yourself? Val. I have.
25 Speed. Nay, I was rhiming; 'tis you that have Speed. Are they not lamely writ?
the reason. val. No, boy, but as well as I can do them:- l'al. To do what? Peace, here she comes.
Specd. To be a spokesman from madam Silvia. Enter Silvia. l'al. To whom?
[ligure. Speed. Oh, excellent motion!! Oh, exceeding 30 Speed. To yourself; why, she wooes you by a puppet! now will he interpret to her.
Pul. What igure?
Val. Why, she hath not writ to me? Speed. Oh! 'give ye good even! here's a mil- Speed. What need she, when she made you lion of manners.
35 write to yourself? Why, do you not perceive the Sil. Sir Valentine and servant’, to you two jest? thousand.
Val. No, believe me. Speed. Ile should give her interest; and she Speed. No believing you indeed, sir : But did gives it him.
you perceive her earnest? Pul. As you enjoin'dme, I have writ your letter 10 Vul. She gave me none, except an angry word. Unto the secret nameless friend of yours ;
Speed. Why, she hath given you a letter. Which I was much unwilling to proceed in,
Val. That's the letter I writ to her friend. But for my duty to your ladyship.
Speed. And that letter hath she deliver'd, and Sil. I thank you, gentle servant: 'tis very there an end. clerkly done.
[o11;145 l'al. I would, it were no worse. Tui. Now trust me, madam, it came hardly Speed. I'll warrant you, 'tis as well: [desty, For, being ignorant to whom it goes,
For often you hare writ to her; and she, in moI writ at random, very doubtfully.
Orelse for reant of iille time,could notugain reply; Sil. Percliance you think too niuch of so much Or ftaring else some messenger, that might her pains.
mind discover, l'ul. No, madam; so it stead you, I will write, Herself hath taught her love himself to write unPlease you connnand, a thousand times as much :
to her lorer. And yet,
All this I speak in print“, for in print I found it.Sil. A pretty period ! Weil, I guess the seyuel ;) Why muse vou, sir ? 'tis dinner-time. And yet I will not name it :-and yet I care not ;- -155
Val. I've din’d, And yet take this again ; and yet I thank you; Speed. Ay, but hearken, sir: though the caMeaning henceforth totrouble you no more.(Aside. meleon love can feed on the air, I am one that am
Spiced. And yet you will; and yet another yet nourish'a by my victuals, and would fain have Val. What means your ladyship? do you not meat : Oh! be not like your mistress; be movid, like it?
60 be moved. Sil. Yes, yes! the lines are very quaintly writ:
[Exčunt. Motion, in Shakspeare's time, signified puppet, or a puppet-shew. ? This was the language of ladies to their lovers in Shakspeare's time. 3. That is, like a scholar. That is, discoursing, talking i. e. there's the conclusion of the matter. • In print means with exactness.
(my mother ;-oh that she could speak now like a
wood woman'!-well, I kiss her ;-why there Julia's house at Verona.
'tis; here's my mother's breath up and down: now Enter Protheus and Julia.
come I to my sister; mark the moan she makes: Pro. Have patience, gentle Julia.
5 now the dog all this while sheds not a tear, nor Jul. I must, where is no remedy.
speaks a word; but see how I lay the dust with Pro. When possibly I can, I will return. Jul. If you turn not, you will return the sooner:
Enter Panthino. Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake. Pan. Launce, away, away, aboard; thy master
[Givingaring. 10 is shipp'd, and thou art to post after with oars. Pro. Why then we'll make exchange; here, What's the matter? why weep'st thou man? Away, take you this.
ass; you will lose the tide, if you tarry any longer. Jul. And seal the bargain with a holy kiss.
Laun. It is no matter if the tide were lost; for Pro. Here is my hand for my true constancy:
it is the unkindest ty'd that ever any man ty’d. And when that hour o'erslips me in the day,
15 Pan. What's the unkindest tide? Wherein I sigh not, Julia, for thy sake,
Laun. Why, he that's ty'd here; Crab, my dog. The next ensuing hour some foul mischance Pan. Tut, man, I mean thou'lt lose the flood : Torment me for my love's forgetfulness !
and, in losing the food, lose thy voyage; and, in My father stays my coming; answer not;
losing thy voyage, lose thy master; and, in losing The tide is now: nay, not thy tide of tears; | 20 thy master, lose thy service; and, in losing thy serThat tide will stay me longer than I should: vice,--Why dost thou stop my mouth?
Laun. För fear thou should'st lose thy tongue.
Pan. In thv tail?
Luun. Losė the tide, and the voyage, and the Pan. Sir Protheus, you are staid for.
master, and the service, and the tide? Why, man, Pro. Go; I come, I come:
if the river were dry, I am able to fill it with my Alas! this parting strikes poor lovers dumb. [Exe. tears; if the wind were down, I could drive the
30 boat with my sighs. SCENE III.
Pun. Come, come away, man; I was sent to A street.
call thee. Enter Launce leading a dog.
Luun. Sir, call me what thou dar'st. Laun. Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have done Pan. Wilt thou go? weeping: all the kind of the Launces have this very 35 Laun. Well, I will go.
[Exeunt. fault: I have received my proportion, like the pro
SCENE IV. digious son, and am going with sir Protheus to the imperial's court. I think, Crab my dog be the
MILAN. sourest natur'd dog that lives: my mother weeping,
An apartmeut in the duke's palace. my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid 40 Enter Vulentine, Silvia, Thurio, and Speed. bowling, our cat wringing her hands, and all our Sil. Servant,house in a great perplexity, yet did not this cruel Val. Mistress? hearted cur shed one tear: he is a stone, a very Speed. Master, sir Thurio frowns on you. pebble-stone, and has no more pity in him than a Pal. Ay, boy, it's for love. dog: a Jew would have wept to have seen our part-45 Speed. Not of you. ing: why, my grandain having no eyes, look you, l'at. Of my mistress then. wept herselt blind at my parting. Nay, I'll show Speed. 'Twere good you knock'd him. you the manner of it: This shoe is my father Sil. Servant, you are sad. no, this left shoe is my father;-No, no, this left Val. Indeed, madam, I seem so. shoe is my mother ;--nay, that cannot be so nei-50 Thu. Seem you that you are not ? ther;-yes, it is so, it is so; it haththe worser sole: l'ul. Haply, I do. This shoe with the hole in it, is my mother, and Thu. So do counterfeits. this my father; A vengeance on't! there'tis; now,
L'al. So do you. sir, this staff is my sister; for, look you, she is as Thu. What seem I, that I am not! white as a lilly, and as small as a wand: this hat is 55 Val. Wise. Nan, our maid; I am the dog :--no, the dog is Thu. What instance of the contrary? himself, and I am the dog,-oh, the dog is me, Val. Your folly. and I am myself; ay, so, so. Now come I to my Thu. And how quote? you my folly? father; Father your blessing; now should not the Val. I quote it in your jerkin. shoe speak a word for weeping; now should I bis 160 Thu. My jerkin is a doublet. my father; well he weeps on: now come I tol Val. Well, then, I'll double your folly.
That is, crazy, frantic with grief; or distracted, from any other cause. The word is very free quently used in Chaucer; and sometimes writ wood, sometimes wode. Wood, or crazy women, were anciently supposed to be able to tell fortunes.
? To quote is to observe.