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And ask remission for my folly paft.
Luc. I would it were ;
Jul. What is, that you ,
Luc. Madam, it will not lie, where it concerns ;-
Jul. Some love of yours hath writ to you in rhyme..
Luc. That I might fing it, madam, to a tune ; Give me a note; your Ladyship can fet.
Jul. As little by such toys as may be poslible, ,
Luc. It is too heavy for fo light a tune.
Jul. Let's see your song:
Luc. Keep tune there ftill, so you will fing it out:
Jul. You do not?
Luc. Nay, now you are too flat
Luc. Indeed, I bid the base for Protheus. (5)
Jul. This babble shall not henceforth trouble me. Here is a coil with protestation !
[Tears ita. Go, get you gone; and let the papers lie : You would be fingering them, to anger me.
Luc. She makes it ftrange, but she would be best pleas'd: To be so anger'd with another letter.
[Exit... Jul. Nay, would I were so anger'd with the fame!. Oh hateful hands, to tear such loving words ; Injurious wasps, to feed on such sweet honey, And kill the bees, that yield it, with your ftings!: I'll kiss each several paper for amends : Look, here is writ kind Julia; unkind Julia! As in revenge of thy ingratitude, I throw thy name against the braising stones; Trampling contemptuously on thy difdain. Look, here is writ, Love-wounded Protheus. Poor wounded name! my bosom, as a bed, Shall lodge thee, 'till thy wound be throughly heald ;; And thus I search it with a fov'reign kiss.. But twice, or thrice, was Protheus written down : Be calm, good wind, blow not a word away, 'Till I have found each letter in the letter, Except mine own name: That some whirl-wind bear: Unto a ragged, fearful, hanging rock, And throw it thence into the raging sea ! Lo, here in one line is his name twice writ:. Poor forlorn Protheus, pasionate Protheus, .To the sweet Julia : that I'll tear away; And yet I will not, fith so prettily, He couples it to his complaining names : Thus will I fold them 'one upon another;. Now kiss, embrace, contend, do what you will.
(5) I bid the base for Protheus.] Lucetta here alters the allegory. from the base in mufick to a country exercise, call'd in the North, Bid-the-base; in which some pursue, to take the others prisoners. So that Lucetta would intend to say, ". Indeed, I take pains to make " you a captive for Propbeus”.
Jul.. If thou respe&t them, best to take them up.
Luc. Nay, I was taken up for laying them down: Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold.
Jul. I see, you have a month's mind to them.
Luc. Ay, madam, you may say what fights you see : I see things too, although you judge I wink. Jul. Come, come, will’t please you go? [Exeunt.
SCENE, Anthonio's House.
Enter Anthonio and Panthion. Ant. ELL me, Panthion, what fad talk was that,
Wherewith my brother held you in the cloister?
Pant. He wonderd that your Lordship
(6) Put forth their fons.] In Sbakespeare's time, voyages for the discovery of the West-Indies were all in vogue. And we find, in the journals of travellers of that time, that the sons of noblemen, and of others of the best quality in England, went commonly on those adventures. To which prevailing fashion, 'tis evident, the Poet frequently alludes in this play; not without high commendations of it.
Ant. Nor need'st thou much importune me to that, Whereon this inonth I have been hammering. I have consider'd well his loss of time; And how he cannot be a perfect man, Not being try'd, and tutor'd in the world ; Experience is by industry atchiev'd,
; And perfected by the swift course of time: T'hen tell me, whither were I beft to send him?
Pant. I think, your Lord fhip is not ignorant,
Ant. I know it well.
Ant. I like thy counsel; well hast thou advis'd:
Pant. To-morrow, may it please you, Don Alphonfo;
Ant. Good company : with them fhall Protheus go. And, in good time, now will we break with him.
(7). Attends the Emperor in his royal court.] The Emperor's royal court is properly at Vienna, but Valentine, "tis plain, is at Milan; where, in most other passages, 'tis said he is attending the Duke, who makes one of the characters in the Drama. This seems to conviêt the Author of a forgetfulness and contradiction ; but, perbaps, it may be solv'd thus, and Milan be call’d the Emperor's court, as, since the reign of Charlemaigne, this dukedom and its territories have belong'd to the Emperors. I wish, I could as easily solve another absurdity, which encounters us; of Valentine's going from Verona to Milan, both inland places, by sea.
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 fee 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 Lordship’s will,
Ant. My will is something forted with his with ::
Pro. My Lord, I cannot be so foon provided ;
Ant. Look, what thou want'i, hall be sent after thec:. No more of stay; to-morrow thou must go. Come on, Panthion ; you shall be employ'd To haften on his expedition [Exe. Ant. and Pant.. · Pro. Thus have I fhun'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, Left he should take exceptions to my love ; And with the vantage of mine own excuse,,