Laun. Marty, thus when it ftands well with him, 1. Marry it ftands well 9[om! Dalgrat yd. jom doss

her.

Speed. What an afs art thou? I understand thee not. Laun. What a block art thou, that thou canit not? My ftaff understands me.

Speed What thou fay’ft ?

Laun. Ay, and what I do too? look thee, Pll but lean, and my taff understands me.

Speed. It ftands under thee, indeed, prvo slow Laun. Why, ftand-under, and understand, is all one. Speed. But tell me true, will't be a match Fonsi Laun. Afk my dog: if he fay, ay, it will; if he fay, no, it will; if he thake etail, and fay nothing, it will Speed. The conclufion is then, that it will. 11 Laun, Thou shalt never fuch a fecret from me, but by a parable. basi

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Speed. 'Tis well, that I get it fo; but, Launce, how fay't thou, that my mafter is become a notable lover? Laun. I never knew him ond met wed? otherwife lover Speed. Than how? Laun. A notable lubber, as thou reporteff him to be! Speed. Why, thou whorefon afs, thou mistak' me. Laun. Why, fool,I meant not thee; I'meant thy mafter. Speed. I tell thee, my mafter is become a hot lover Laun. Why, I tell thee, I care not tho” he burn himfelf in love. If thou wilt t go with me to the alehoufe, fo; if not, thou art an Hebrew, a Jetv, and not worth the name of a Chriftian.

Speed. Why?

go

Laun. Because thou haft not fo much charity in thee, as to go to the ale-house with a a Chriftian: wilt thou Speed. At thy fervice, lledt abлstor of PET 101 alon vi Enter Protheus solusad se meals \ Jud

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[Exeunt.

Pro. To leave my Julia, fhall I be forfworn To love fair Silvia, thall I be forfworn, To wrong my friend, I fhall be much forfworn: ¿A Anden that pow'r, which gave me firft my oath, Provokes me to this threefold perjury.

Love bade me fwear, and love bids me forfwear:

Ofweet-fuggefting love! if thou haft finn'd

Teach me, thy tempect to excufe trom

At first I did adore a twinkling ftar,
But now I worship a celeftial fun. den 77. Joaq?
Unheedful vows may heedfully be broken
And he wants wit that wants refolved will,
To learn his wit t'exchange, the bad for better
Fy, fy, unreverend tongue! to
for bet,

Whole fov'reignty fo oft thou haft preferr
With twenty thousand foul-confirming oaths.
I cannot leave to love, and yet I do:

But there I leave to love, where I fhould love?
Julia I lofe, and Valentine I lofe:

If I keep them, I needs muft lofe myfelf: ti
If I lofe them, this find I by their lofs,
For Valentine, myself; for Julia, Silvia:d
I to myfelf

dearer

a friend; 90sing e vá tud For love is ftill more precious in its felf?!? And Silvia, (witnefs heav'n,

that made her fair!),

Shews Julia but a fwarthy Ethiope.
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I will forget that Julia is alive,

Remembring that my love to her is dead! A mal
And Palentine I'll hold an enemy, VW beagh
Aiming at Silvia as a
friend. foot.ydW.xund
His hango
I cannot now prove conftant to myfelf, I ha
Without fome treachery us'd to Valentines
This night, he meaneth with a corded ladder mid
To climb celestial
leftial Silvia's chamber-window; son
Myfelf in counfel his competitor. 5 open sow
give her father

Now prefently and pretende

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Of difguiling, and rai
Who, all enrag'd, will banish Valentines og o 22
For Thurio, he intends, fhall wed his daughter
But, Valentine being gone; I'll quickly cross,
By fome Дy trick, blunt Thuria's

Love, lend me wings to make my purpofe fwift,
hast me wit to plot this drift of Exit.
diso ym fi em svag dɔidw

As tho full proceeding.

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SCENE changes to Julia's Houfe in Verana.

Brow & BAR JOM SIN

Enter Julia and Lucetta.nuoon Tool 1"

Jul. and, even, in kind love, I do conjure thee, 2A

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Ounfel, Lucetta; gentle girl, affift me;

Who ardithe table wherein all my thoughts

Are vifibly character'd and engray'd, Hing on dut
To leffon me; and tell me fome good mean,
Vinswa diiW
How with my honour I may undertake, st ed oT
A journey to my loving Protheus. nadi smit 1978918 10
Luto Alas! the way is wearifome and long.
Fall Antrue-devoted pilgrim is not weary T
To measure kingdoms with his feeble fteps:
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Much less shall the, that hath love's wings to fly;
And when the flight is made to one fo dear, Od
Of fuch divine perfection as Sir Protheus. mb&M
Luc. Better forbear, till Protheus make return.
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JulOh,know'st thou not, his looks are my foul's food?:
Pity the dearth, that I have pined in, avid Boy asinu
By longing for that food fo long a time.

Didft thou but know the inly touch of love, wontedW
Thouwould't as foon go kindle fire with fnow,
As feek to quench the fire of love with words.bau 10
Luc. I do not feek to quench your love's hot fire,
But qualify the fire's extreme rage,
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Left it should burn above the bounds of reafon. Ap

Jul. The more thou damm'ft it up, the more it burns:
The current, that with gentle murmur glides,
Thou know'ft, being flopp'd, impatiently doth rage.
But when his fair courfe is not hindered, 99m 1657
He makes fweet mufick with th' enamel'd ftones
Giving a gentle kifs to every fedge iso bastuoti A
He overtaketh in his pilgrimages ¿3ɔnefìni baÂ
And fo by many winding nooks he ftrays,
to the wild ocean. Ad

With willing and hinder not my courfe

Then let

I'll be as patient as a gentle ftream, that
And make a paftime of each weary ftep, is ebrow ci
Till the last step have brought me to my love! 12
And there lifeft, as, after much turmoil,

A bleffed foul doth in Elysium.

Luc.

Luc. But in what habit will you go along
Jul. Not like a woman; for I would
The loose encounters of lafcivious men
Gentle Lucetta, fit me with fuch weeds
may fome well-reputed

prevent

Luc. Why then your Ladyship muft cut your haired Jul. No, girl; I'H knit it up in filken strings, 91AWith twenty add-conceited true-loye knots noltel oT To be fantastic, may become a youthmod y diw woH Of greater time than I fhall fhew to be.ym or venueĻĀ Luc. What ahion, Madam, shall I make your breeches? Jul. That fits as well, as- tell me, good my Lord, "What compafs will you wear your farthingale è o Why, even what fashion thou best likeft, Lucetta.don Luc. You must needs have them with a cod-piece, Madam. endtori zie e noibotieg snivib dos 10 Jul. Out, out, Lucetta! that will be ill-favour'd.\ Lu, A round hofe, Madam, now's not worth a pin, Unless you have a cod-piece to stick pins onabod yn¶

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Jul. Lucetta, as thou lov'ft me, let me havergnol vä What thou think' meet, and is most mannerly Abi But tell me, wench, how will the world repute majod 'I' For undertaking fo unflaid a journeydonsup of 2351 24 I fear me, it will make me fcandaliz'd.on ob 15.J Luc. If you think fo, then stay at home, and go not Jul. Nay, that I will not. svods and blood

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Luc. Then never dream on infamy, but go. C If Protheus like your journey, when you come,ɔ ɔT No matter who's difpleas'd, when you are gone podT I fear me, he will fcarce be pleas'd withal n Jul. That is the leaft, Lucetta, of my fears of A thoufand oaths, an ocean of his tears,ney & govi And instances as infinite of love, il al diedstrovo all Warrant me e welcome to my Protheus, ynsanovd of brA Luc. All thefe are fervants to deceitful men.

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Jul. Bale men, t that ufe them to fo base effect
But truer ftars did govern, Protheus' birth;
His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles am bak,
His love fincere, his thoughts immaculated on
His tears, pure meffengers fent from his hearty Bu

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His heart as far from fraud, as heav'n from earth. T
Luc. Pray heav'n he prove fo, when you come to him!
Jul. Now, as thou lov't me, do him not that wrong,
To bear a hard opinion of his truth
Only deferve my love, by loving him up
And prefently go with me to my chamber,
To take a note of what I ftand in need of
To furnith me upon my longing journey
All that is mine I leave at thy difpofe,od
My goods, my lands, my reputational prestá
Only, in lieu thereof, dispatch me hence of bar
Come, anfwer not but to it presently: aser
I am impatient of my tarriance.co. sunge guid [Exeunt.

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SCENE, the Duke's Palace, in Milan **/ &- Enter Duke, Thurio, and Protheus.

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SIR Thurie, give us leave, I pray, a while; buAWe have fome fecrets to confer about. [Ex Thur. Now tell me, Protheus, what's your will with me? A Pro. My gracious Lord, that which I would difcover, The law of friendship bids me to conceal; But when I call to to mind your gracious favours 1sį as I am, undeferving

Done to me,
My duty pricks me on to utter that, mobi
Which, elfe, no worldly good fhould draw from me.
Know, worthy Prince, Sir Valentine my friend T
This night intends to fteal away your daughter:
Myfelf a one made privy to the plot.
I know, you have determin'd to bestow her
On Thurio, whom your gentle daughter hates:
And should the thus be ftoll'n away from you,
It would be much vexation to your age
Thus, for my duty's fake, I rather chose
To crofs my friend in his intended drift;

Than