If not, we'll make you sit, and rifle you.

Love thee as our commander, and our king. Speed, Sir, we are undone! these are the villains 1 Out. But if thou scorn our courtesy, thou diest, That all the iraveilers do fear so much.

2 Oul. Thou shalt not live lo brag wuai iteuart Va!. My friends,

ofter'd. 1 Oul. That's not so, sir ; we are your enemies. Val. I take your offer, and will live with you; 2 Oul. Peace; we'll hear him.

Provided that you do no outrages 3 Oui. Ay, by my beard, will we;

On silly women, or poor passengers. For he's a proper' mail.

3 Out. No, we detest such vile base practices. Vul. Then know, that I have little wealth to lose; Come, go with us, we'll bring thce to our crews, A man i amn, cross’d with adversity:

And show thee all the treasure we have got ; My riches are these poor habiliments,

Which, with ourselves, all rest at thy dispose. Of which if you should here disfurnish me,

(Exeunt. You take the sum and substance that I have. 2 Olut. Whilher travel you?

SCENE II.--Milan. Court of the palace. Eine Val. To Verona.

ter Proteus, i Out. Whence came you? Val. From Milan.

Pro. Already have I been false to Valentine, 3 Oul. Have you long sojourn'd there?

And now I must be as unjust to Thurio. Val. Some sixteen months; and longer might I have access my own love to prefer;

Under the colour of commending him, have staid, If crooked fortune had not thwarted me.

But Silvia is too fair, too true, too holy, 1 Out. What, were you banish'd thence ?

To be corrupted with my worthless giils. Val. I wis.

When I protest true loyalty to her, 2 Out. For what ofience ?

She twits me with my falsehood to my friend; Va!. For that which now torments me to rehearse: She bids me think, how I have been forsworn

When to her beauty I commend my vows,
I kiil'd a man, whose death I much repent;
But yet I slew him manfully in fight,

In breaking faith with Julia whom I iord:
Without false vanta re, or base treachery.

And, notwithstanding all her sudden quips, 5 1 0:il. Why ne'er repent it, if it were done so: The least whereof would queil a lover's hope, But were you banish'd for so small a fault ?

Yet, spaniel-like, the more she spurns my love, Val. I was, and held me glad of such a doom.

The more it grows and fawneth on her still. 1 Oul. Have you the tongues ?2

But here comes Thurio: now must we to her winVal. My youthful travel therein made me happy; And give some evening music to her car.

dow, Or else I orien had been miserable. 3 Oul. By the bare scalp of Robin Hood's fat friar,

Enter Thurio, and musicians. This fellow were a king for our wild faction.

Thu. Hlow now, sir Proteus ? are you crept | Oul. We'll have him: sirs, a word.

before us

} Speel. Master, be one of them ;

Pro. Ay, gentle Thurio; for, you know, that It is an honourable kind of thievery.

love Val. Peace, villain!

Will creep in service where it cannot go. Out. Tell us this: have you any thing to take Thu. Ay, but, I hope, sir, that you love not here. to ?

Pro. Sir, but I do; or else I would be hence. Val. Nothing, but my fortune.

Thu. Whom? Silvia ? 3 Oul. Know then, that some of us are gentle- Pro. Ay, Silvia--for your sake. men,

Thu. I thank you for your own. Now, gentleSuch as the liry of uncovern'd youth

men,
Thrust from the company of awiul men: Let's tune, and to it lustily awhile.
Myself was from Verona banished,
For practising to steal away a lady,

Enter Host, at a distance; and Julia in boy's An hair, and near allied unto the duke.

clothes, 2 Oil. And I from Mantua, for a gentleman, Whom, in my mood," I stabb'd unto the heart. Hos!. Now, my young guest! methinks you're 1 Out. And I, for such like petty crimes as

allycholly; I pray you, why is it ? these.

Jul. Marry, mine host, because I cannot be Bit to the purpose-(for we cite our faults,

merry. That they may hold excus'd our lawless lives,)

Host. Come, we'll have you merry: I'll bring And, partly, secing you are beautified

you where you shall hear music, and see the gene Wilh gooilly shape; and by your own report

ileman that you ask'd for. A linguist; and a man of such perfection,

Jul. But shall I hear him speak ? As we do in our quality much want ;

Host. Ay, that you shall.

Jul. That will be music. 2 Oul. Indeed, because you are a banish'd man,

(Music plays. Therefore, above the rest, we parley to you:

Host. Hark! hark ! Are you contant to be our general?

Jul. Is he among these? To make a virtue of necessity,

Host. Ay: but peace, let's hear 'em. And live, as we do, in this wilderness?

SONG. Out. What say'st thou ? wilt thou be of our consort?

Who is Silria? Whal is she, way, ay, and be the captain of us all :

That all our swains commend her ? We'll do thee homage, and be ruld by thee,

Holy, fair, and wise is she;

The heavens such grace did lend herg (1) Well-looking. (2) Languages.

That she might admired be. (3) Lawful. (4) Anger, resentment.

(5) Passionate reproaches.

a

Is she kind, as she is fair ?

And by and by intend to chide myself,
For beauty lives wiih kindness :

Even for this time I spend in talking to thee. Love doth to her eyes repair,

Pro. I grant, sweet love, that I did love a lady; To help him of his blindness ;

But she is dead. And, being help'd, inhabits there.

Jul.

"Twere false, if I should speak it,

For, I am sure, she is not buried. [.9side. Then to Silvia let us sing,

Sil. Say, that she be; yet Valentine, thy friend, That Silvia is eccelling;

Survives; to whom, thyself art witness,
She excels each mortal thing,

I am betroth'd : Ard art thou not asham'd
Upon the dull earth dwelling.

To wronz him with thy importúnacy?
To her let us garlands bring.

Pro. I likewise hear, that Valentine is dead.

Sil. Add so, supposé, am l; for in his grave, Host. How now ? are you sadder than you were Assure thysell, my love is buried. before ?

Pro. Sweet lady, let me rake it from the earth. How do you, man? the music likes you not. Sil. Go to thy lady's grave, and call her's thence; Jud. You mistake; the musician likes me not. Or, at the least, in her's sepulchre thine. Hlest. Why, my pretty youth?

Jul. He heard not that.

[Aside. Jul. He plays false, father.

Pro. Madam, if your heart be so obdurate, Host. How? out of tune on the strings ? Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love,

Jul. Not so; but yet so false that he grieves my The picture that is hanging in your chamber ; very heart-strings.

To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and weep; Hast. You have a quick ear.

For, since the substance of your perfect self Jul. Ay, I would I were deaf! it makes me have Is else devoted, I am but a shadow; a slow heart.

And to your shadow I will make true love. Host. I perceive, you delight not in music. Ju. Ir 'twere a substance, you would, sure, Jul. Not a whit, when it jars so.

deceive it, Host. Hark, what fine change is in the music ! And make it but a shadow, as I am.

(Aside. Jud. Ay; that change is the spite.

Sil. I am very loth to be your idol, sir; Host. You would have them always play but But, since your falsehood shall become you well one thing?

To worship shadows, and adore false shapes, Jul. I would always have one play but one Send to me in the morning, and I'll send it: thing.

And so good rest. But, host, doth this sir Proteus, that we talk on, Pro.

As wretches have o'er-night, Often resort unto this gentlewoman?

That wait for execution in the morn. Host. I tell you what Launce, his man, told me, [Exeunt Proteus; and Silvia, from above. he loved her out of all nick.!

Jul. Host, will you go? Jud. Where is Launce ?

Host. By my halidom, I was fast asleep. Hest. Gone to seek his dog; which, to-morrow, Jul. Pray you, where lies sir Proteus ? by his master's command, he must carry for á Host. Marry, at my house: Trust me, I think present to his lady.

'tis almost day. Jul. Peace! stand aside! the company parts. Jul. Not so; but it hath been the longest night Pro. Sir Thurio, fear not you! I will so plead, That e'er I watch'd, and the most heaviest. That you shall say, my cunning drist excels.

(Exeunt. Thů. Where meet we? Pro. At saint Gregory's well.

SCENE III.-The same. Enter Eglamour. Thu. Farewell. [Exeunt Thurio and Musicians. Egl. This is the hour that madam Silvia

Entreated me to call, and know her mind; Silvia appears above, at her window.

There's some great matter she'd employ me in.

Madam, madam!
Pro. Madam, good even to your ladyship.
Sil. I thank you for your music, gentlemen:

Silvia appears above, at her window.
Who is that, that spake ?

Sil.

Who calls ? Pro. One, lady, if you knew his pure heart's truth,

Egl.

Your servant, and your friend ; You'd quickly learn to know him by his voice.

One that attends your ladyship's command. Sil. Sir Proteus, as I take it.

Sil. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good-mor.

row.
Pro. Sir Proteus, gentle lady, and your servant,
Sil. What is your will ?

Egl. As many, worthy lady, to yourself.
Pro.
That I may compass yours. I am thus early come, to know what service

According to your ladyship's'impose,
Sil. You have your wish; my will is even this, it is your pleasure to command me in.
That presently you hie you home to bed.
Thou subtle, perjur'd, false, disloyal man!

Sil. O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman
Think'st thou, I'am so shallow, so conceitless,

(Think not, i flatter, for, I swear, I do not,) To be seduc'd by thy flattery,

Valiant, wise, remorseful, well accomplish'd. That hast deceiv'd so many with thy vows ?

Thou art not ignorant, what dear good will Return, return, and make thy love amends.

I bear unto the banish'd Valentine ; For me,-by this pale queen of night I swear,

Nor how my father would enforce me marry I am so far from granting thy request,

Vain Thurio, whom my very soul abhorr'd.
That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit;

Thyself hast lov’d; and I have heard thee say,
No grief did ever come so near your heart,

As when thy lady and thy true love died,
(1) Beyond all reckoning:
(2) Holy dame, blessed lady.

(3) Injunction, command. (4) Pitiful.

Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity. served me, when I took my leave of madam Silvia

, nas } Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine, To Mantua, where, I hear, he makes abode; When didst thou see me heave up my leg, and make And, for the ways are dangerous to pass, water against a gentlewoman's farthingale? didst I do desire thy worthy company,

thou ever see me do such a trick ?
Upon whose faith and honour I repose.
Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour,

Enter Proteus and Julia.
But think upon my griet, a lady's gries;
And on the justice of my flying hence,

Pro. Sebastian is thy name ? I like thee well, To keep me from a most unholy match,

And will employ thee in some service presently. Which heaven and fortune still reward with Jul. In what you please ;-) will do what I can. plagues.

Pro. I hope, thou wilt. - How now, you whoreI do desire thce, even from a heart

son peasant ?

To Launce. As full of sorrows as the sea of sands,

Where have you been these two days loitering? To bear me company, and go with me:

Laun. Marry, sir, I carried mistress Silvia the If not, to hide what I have said to thee,

dog you bade me. That I may venture to depart alone.

Pro. And what says she, to my little jewel ? Eyl. Madam, I pity much your grievances; Laun. Marry, she says, your dog was a cur; Which since I know they virtuously are placid, and tells you, currish thanks is good enough for I give consent to go along with you;

such a present. Recking' as little what betideth me,

Pro. But she received my dog ? As much I wish all good befortune you.

Laun. No, indeed, she did not: here have I When will you go?

brought him back again. Sil.

This evening coming. Pro. What, didst thou offer her this from me? Egl. Where shall I meet you ?

Laun. Ay, sir ; the other squirrel was stolen Sä.

At friar Patrick's cell, from me by the hangman's boys in the marketWhere I intend holy confession.

place: and then I offer'd her mine own; who is a Egl. I will not fail your ladyship:

dog as big as ten of yours, and therefore the gist Good-morrow, gentle lady.

the greater. Sil. Good-morrow, kind sir Eglamour. Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again,

(Exeunt. Or ne'er return again unto my sight.

Away, I say: Stay'st thou to vex me here? SCENE IV.The sanie. Enter Launce, with a slave, that, still an end, turns me to shame. his dog.

[Exit Launce.

Sebastian, I have entertained thee, When a man's servant shall play the cur with Partly, that I have need of such a youth, him, look you, it goes hard; one that I brought up For 'tis no trusting to yon foolish lowt:

That can with some discretion do my business, of a puppy ; one that I saved from drowning, when But chiefly, for thy face, and thy behaviour; three or four of his blind brothers and sisters went which (il' my augury deceive me not) to it! I have tavıght him-even as one would say Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth: precisely, Thus I would teach a des. I was sent Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee. to deliver him, as a present to mistress Silvin, from Go presently, and take this ring with thee, my master; and I came no sooner into the dining, Deliver it to mıdam Silvia : chamber, but he steps me to her treacher, and Sie loved me well, delivered it to me. steals her capon's leg. O'tis a foul thing, when

Jul. It seems you loved her not, to leave her a cur cannot keep? himsell in all companies! I

token : would have, as one should say, one that takes upon She's dead, belike. him to be a dog indeed, to be, as it were, a dog at

Pro.

Not so; I think, she lives. all things. If I had not had more wit than he, to

Jul. Alas! take a fault upon me that he did, I think verily he had been hanged fort; sure as I live, he had suf

Pro. Why dost thy cry, alas !

Jul, I cannot choose but pity her. fered for't: you shall judge. He thrusts me him

Pro. Wherefore should'st thou pity her? sell into the company of three or four gentlemen

Jul. Because, methinks, that she loved you as like dors, under the duke's table: he had not been

well there (bless the mark) a pissing while; but all the As you do love your lady Silvia : chamber smelt him. 'Onit with the dus, savs one; She dreams on him, that has forgot her love; What cur is that ? says another; Whip him out, You dote on her, that cares not for your love. says the third ; Hang him up, says the duke: 1, "Tis pity, love should be so contrary; having been acquainted with the sine!! before, and thinking on it makes me cry, alas ! knew it was Crab; and goes me to the fellow that whips the dogs: Friend, quoth I, you mean to This letter ;-that's her chamber.- Tell my lady,

Pro. Well, give her that ring, and therewithal whip the dog? Ay, marry, do I, quoth her. You I claim the promise for her heavenly picture. do him the more wrong, quoth I ; 'twas I ilid the Your message done, hie home unto my chamber, thing you wol of. He makes me no more ado, Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary. but whips me out of the chamber. How many

[Exil Proteus. masters would do this for their servant? Nay, I'D

Jul. How many women would do such a mesbe sworn, I have sat in the stocks for puddinas he

sage ? hath stolen, otherwise he had been executed: 1 Alas, poor Protcus! thou hast entertain'd have stood on the pillory for geese he hath killed. A fos, to be the shepherd of thy lambs : otherwise he had suffered for’t; thou think'st not Alas, poor fool! Why do I pity him of this now !-Nay, I remember the trick you That with his very heart despiseth me?

Because he loves her, he despiseth me; (1) Caring. (2) Restrain. (3) In the end. Because I love him, I must pity him.

Delivered you a

This ring I gave him, when he parted from me, As if the garment had been made for me :
To bind him to remember my good will: Therefore, I know she is about my height.
And now am I (unhappy messenger)

And, at that time, I made her weep a-good,?
To plead for that, which I would not obtain; For I did play a lamentable part;
To carry that which I would have refus'd; Madam, 'twas Ariadne, passioning
To

praise his faith, which I would have disprais'd. For Theseus' perjury, and unjust ilight; I am my master's true confirmed love;

Which I so lively acted with my tears,
But cannot be true servant to my master, That my poor mistress, moved therewithal,
Unless I prove false trailor to myself.

Wept bitterly; and, would I might be dead,
Yet I will woo for him: but yet so coldly, If I in thought felt not her very sorrow !
As bearen, it knows, I would not have him speed. Sil. She is beholden to thee, gentle youth!-

Alas, poor lady! desolate and left!-
Enter Silvia, allended.

I weep mysell, to think upon thy words.

Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee this Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my mean Forthy'sweet mistress' sake, because thou lov'st her. To bring me where to speak with madam Silvia. Farewell.

(Exit Silvia. Sil

. What would you with her, if that I be she ? Jul. And she shall thank you for't, if e'er you , Jul. If you be she, I do entreat your patience

know her.-
To hear me speak the message I am sent on. A virtuous gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful.
Si. From whom?

I hope my master's suit will be but cold,
Jul. From my master, sir Proteus, madam. Since she respects my mistress' love so much.
Sl. 0!-He sends you for a picture ? Alas, how love can trifle with itself!
Jul. Ay, madum.

Here is her picture: Let me see; I think,
Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there.

If I had such a tire, this face of mine

[Picture brought. Were full as lovely as is this or hers:
Go, give your master this : tell him from me, And yet the painter flatter'd her a little,
One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget, Unless I Hatter with myself ioo much.
Would better fit his chamber, than this shadow. Her hair is auburn, minc is perfect yellow :

Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter.- If that be all the difference in his love,
Pardon me, madam; I have unadvis'd

I'll get me such a colour'd periwig.
paper that I should not; Her eyes are grey as glass; and so are mine :
This is the letter to your ladyship.

Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine's as high.
Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again. What should it be, that he respects in her,
Jul. It may not be; good madam, pardon me. But I can make respective in myself,
Sl. There, hold.

If this fond love were not a blinded god ?
I will not look upon your master's lines : Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up,
I bow, they are stuï'd with protestations, For 'tis thy rival. O thou senseless form!
And full of new-found oaths ; which he will break Thou shalt be worshipp'd, kiss'd, lov'd, and ador'd;
As easily as I do tear his paper.

And, were there sense in his idolatry,
Jal. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring. My substance should be statue in thy stead.

Sl. The more shame for him that he sends it me; I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress' sake,
For, I have heard him say a thousand times, That us'd me so; or else, by Jove I vow,
His Julia gave it him at his departure:

I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes, Though his false finger hath profan'd the ring, To make my masier out of love with thec. (Erit. Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong. Jul. She thanks you. Sil. What say'st thou ? Jul. I thank you, madam, that you tender her:

ACT V.
Puor gentlewoman! my master wrongs her much.

An abbey.
SCENE 1.-The same.

Enter
Si. Dost thou know her?
Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself:

Eglamour.
To think upon her woes, I do protest,

Egl. The sun begins to gild the western sky; That I have wept a hundred several times.

And now, it is about the very hour
Sil. Belike, she thinks that Proteus hath forsook That Silvia, at Patrick's cell, should meet me.

She will not fail; for lovers break not hours,
Jul. I think she doth, and that's her cause of Unless it be to come before their time;

So much they spur their expedition.
$I. Is she not passing fair ?
Jul. She hath been fairer, madam, than she is :

Enler Silvia.
Then she did think my master lov'd her well,
She, in my judgment, was as fair as you ;

See, where she comes: Lady, a happy evening! But since she did neglect her looking-glass,

Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour ! And threw her sun-expelling mask away,

Out at the postern by the abbey-wall; The air hath stary'd the roses in her cheeks,

I fear, I am attended by some spies. And pinch'd the lily-tincture of her face,

Egl. Fcar not: the forest is not threc leagues That now she is become as black as I. Sil. How tall was she?

If we recover that, we are sure enough. (Ereunt. Jul. About my stature: for, at Pentecost, SCENE II.-The same. An apartment in the When all our pageants of delight were play'd, Duke's palace. Enter Thurio, Proteus, and Our youth got me to play the woman's part, Julia. And I was trimm'd in madam Julia's gown, Which served ine as fit by all men's judgment, Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit ?

(1) Whitsuntide. (2) In good earnest. (3) Head-dress. (4) Respectable. (5) Safe.

her.

sorrow.

off;

cave:

man

Pro. O, sir, I find her milder than she was; Be patient, we must bring you to our captain. And yet she takes exceptions at your person.

SE', A thousand more mischunces than this one Thu. What, that my leg is too long?

Hlave learn'd me how to brook this patiently. Pro. No; that it is too little.

2 Out. Come, bring her away. Thu., I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat 1 Jut. Where is the gentleman that was with rounder.

her? Pro. But love will not be spurr'd to what it 3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath out-run us, loaths.

But Moyses, and Valerius, follow him. Thu. What says she to my face ?

Gio thou with her to the west end of the wood, Pro. She says, it is a fair one.

There is our captain: we'll follow him that's fled; Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies; my face is The thicket is beset, he cannot 'scape. black.

i Oul. Come, I must bring you to our captain's Pro. But pearls are fair; and the old saying is, Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes. Fear not; he bears an honourable mind, Jul. 'Tis true; such pearls as put out ladies' And will not use a woman lawlessly. eyes ;

Sil. O Valentine, this I endure for thee! For I had rather wink than look on them. (Aside.

(Eseunt, Thu. How likes she my discourse? Pro. II, when you talk of war.

SCENE IV. Another part of the Forest. Thu. But well, when I discourse of love, and

Enter Valentine. peace? Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your Val. How use doth breed a habit in peace,

(.1side. This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, Thu. What says she to my valour?

I better brook than flourishing peopled towns : Pro. O, sir, she makes no doubt of that, Here can I sit alonc, unseen of any, Jul. She needs not, when she knows it covard-And, to the nightingale's complaining notes, ice.

(Aside. Tune my distresses, and recordmy woes. Thu. What says she to my birth?

O thou that dost inhabit in my breast, Pro. That you are well deriv'd.

Leave not the mansion so long tenantless ; Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool. (Aside. Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall, Thu, Considers she my possessions ?

And leave no memory of what it was ! Pro. O, ay; and pities them.

Repair me with thy presence, Silvia ; Thu. (herefore?

Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain !Jul. That such an ass should owe them. (Aside. What halloing, and what stir, is this to-day ? Pro. That they are out by lease.

These are my mates, that make their wills their Ju. Here comes the duke.

law,

Have some unhappy passenger in chace:
Enter Duke.

They love me well; yet I have much to do,
Duke. How now, sir Proteus ? how now, Thurio To keep them from uncivil outrages.
Which of you saw 'sir Eglamour of late ?

Withdraw thee, Valentine ; who's this comes here? Thu, Not I.

[Steps aside, Pro.

Nor I.
Duke,
Saw you my daughter ?

Enter Proteus, Silvia, and Julia.
Pro.

Neither. Duke. Why, then she's sled unto that peasant (Though you respect not aught your servant doth,)

Pro. Madam, this service I have done for you Valentine; And Eglamour is in her company.

To hazard life, and rescue you from him 'Tis true; for friar Laurence met them both,

That would have forc'd your honour and your As he in penance wander'd through the forest :

love. Kim he knew well, and guess'd that it was she;

Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look ; But, being maskid, he was not sure of it :

A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, Besides, she did intend confession

And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. At Patrick's cell this even ; and there she was not:

Val. How like a dream is this I see and hear ? These likelihoods confirm her slight from hence.

Love, lend me patience to forbear a while. (Aside. Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse,

Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am ! But mount you presently; and meet with ine

Pro. Unhappy, were you, madam, ere I came; Upon the rising of the mountain foot

But, by my coming, I have made you happy. That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled :

Sil. By ihy approach thou mak'st me most un Despatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. (Erit.

happy. Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl,

Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your That flies her fortune when it follows her:

presence.

(Aside, I'll after; more to be reveng'd on Eglamour,

Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion, Than for the love of reckless? Silvia. (Erit.

I would have been a breakfast to the beast, Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love,

Rather than have false Proteus rescue me.
Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. [Erit. & heaven be judge, how I love Valentine,

Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love, Whose life's as tender to me as my soul;
Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love. [Exit

. And full as much (for more there cannot be,)

I do detest false perjur'd Proteus :
SCENE III.- Frontiers of Mantua. The

Therefore be gone, solicit me no more.
Forest. Enter Silvia, and Out-laws.

Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to

death, Out. Come, come:

Would I not undergo for one calm look ? (1) Own. (2) Foolish. (3) Careless.

(4) Sing. (5) Reward.