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Sil. O, he sends you for a picture; does he not ?
Jul. Ay, madam.

Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there.—(Pi&ture brought.
Go, give your master this : tell him from me,
One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget,
Would better fit his chamber than this shadow.

Jul. Madam, wilt please you to peruse this letter -
Pardon me, madam : I have, unadvis'd,
Deliver'd you a paper that I should not ;
This is the letter to your ladyship.

Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again.
Jul. li may not be ; good madam, pardon me,

Sil. There, hold. [giving back the first Letter.
I will not look upon your malter's lines :
I know, they are stuff'd with protestations,
And full of new-found oaths ; which he will break,
As easily as I do tear his paper.

Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring.

Sil. The more Thame for him, that he sends it me;
For I have heard him say a thousand times,
His Julia gave it him at his departure :
Though his false finger have prophan'd the ring,
Mine Thall not do his Julia so much wrong.

Jul. She thanks you.
Sil. What say'lt thou ?

Jul. I thank you, madam, that you tender her:
Poor gentlewoman! my master wrongs her much.

Sil. Dost thou know her?

Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself:
To think upon her woes, I do proteft,
That I have wept a hundred several times.

Sil. Belike, ine thinks that Protbeus hath forlook her.
Jul. I think, he doth; and that's her cause of sorrow,
Sil. Is Me not passing fair ?

J:ll. She hath been fairer, madam, than the is:
Vi hen she did think my master lov'd her well,
She, in my judgment, was as fair as you ;
But since the did neglect her looking-glass,
And threw her sun-expelling masque away,
The air hath ftarv’d the rofes in ber cheeks,

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And pinch'd the lilly tincture of her face,
That now he is become as black as I.
Sil. How tall was the

Jul. About my ftature : for, at pentecost,
“ When all our pageants of delight were play'd,
Our youth got me to play the woman's part,
" And I was trim'd in madam Julia's gown ;
“ Which served me as fit, by all men's judgment,
As if the garment had been made for me :

Therefore, I know she is about my height.
“ And, at that time, I made her weep a-good;
“ For I did play a lamentable part :
“ Madam, 'twas Ariadne, passioning
For Theseus' perjury, and unjust flight:
" Which I so lively acted with my tears,
" That my poor mistress, moved therewithal,
“Wept bitterly; and, 'would I might be dead,
If I in thought felt not her very sorrow.

Sil. She is beholding to thee, gentle youth :
Alas, poor lady! desolate and left!
I weep myself, to think upon thy words.
Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee this
For thy sweet mistress’ sake, because thou lov'st her.
Farewel.

[Exit Silvia.
Jul. And she shall thank you for't, if e'er you know
A virtuous gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful : [her.
I hope, my master's suit will be but cold,
Since the respects my mistress' love so much,
Alas, how love can trifle with itself!
Here is her picture : Let me see; I think,
If I had such a tyre, this face of mine
Were full as lovely as is this of hers :
And yet the painter flatter'd her a little,
Unless I flatter with myself too much.
Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow;
If that be all the difference in his love,
I'll get me such a colour'd periwig + :

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Her eyes are grey as glass; and so are mine :
Ay, but her forehead's low; and mine's as high :
What should it be, that he respects in her,
But I can make respective in myself,
If this fond love were not a blinded god ?
Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up,
For 'tis thy rival: O thou senseless form,
Thou lhalt be worship'd, kiss'd, lov'd, and ador'd;
And, were there sense in his idolatry,
My substance Ahould be statue in thy stead.
I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress sake,
That us'd me fo; or else, by Jove I vow,
I hould have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes,
To make my matter out of love with thee. (Exit.

ACT V.

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SCENE I. The fame. An Abbey.

Enter Eglamour.

EGLAMOUR.
HE fun begins to gild the western sky ;

And now it is about the very hour,
That Silvia, at friar Patrick's cell, should meet me:
She will not fail ; for lovers break not hours,
Unless it be to come before their time ;
So much they spor their expedition.

Enter Silvia.
See, where the comes :-Lady, a happy evening!

Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour,
Out at the postern by the abbey wall;
I fear, I am attended by some spies.

Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues off ;
If we recover that, we're sure enough. [Exeunto

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SCENE II. The fame. A Room in the Palace.

Enter Thurio, Protheus, and Julia.
Tbu. Sir Protheus, what says Silvia to my suit ?

Pro. O, fir, I find her milder than she was ;
But yet she takes exceptions at your person.

Thu. What, that my leg's too long? Pro. No; that it is too little. Thu. I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat rounder, “ Pro. But love will not be spur'd to what it loaths.• “ Tbu. What says she to my face? Pro. She says, it is a fair one. Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies ; my face is black.

Pro. But pearls are fair ; and the old saying is, “ Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes.

Jul. 'Tis true, such pearls as put out ladies' eyes ; “ For I had rather wink, than look on them. [Afde.

Thu. How likes the my discourse : Pro. Ill, when you talk of war. “ Thu. But well, when I discourse of love, and peace s Jul. But better, indeed, when you do hold your

peace. Thu. What says she to my

valour? Pro. O, fir, she makes No doubt of that.

Jul. She needs not, when she knows it cowardice. Tbu. What says she to my birth? Pro. That you are well deriv'd. Jul. True ; from a gentleman, to a fool. Thu. Considers the my poffefsions ? Pro. O, ay; and pities them. Tbu. Wherefore ? Jul. That such an ass should owe them: Pro. That they are out by lease, Jul. Here comes the duke.

Enter Duke.
Duke. How now, Sir Protheus ? how now, Thurio?
Which of you saw Sir Eglamour of late ?

Thu. Not 1.
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Duke. Saw you my daughter?
Pro. Neither.

Duke. Why, then she’s Aled unto the peasant Valentine ;
And Eglamour is in her company.
“ 'Tis true ; for friar Laurence met them both,
As he in penance wander'd through the forest :
“ Him he knew well; and guess'd, that it was the ;
“ But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it :
“ Befdes, he did intend confession
" At Patrick's cell this even ; and there she was not :
“ These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence.
“ Therefore, I pray you, ftand not to discourse,

But mount you presently; and” meet with me
Upon the rising of the mountain foot
That leads toward Mantua, whither they are Aed :
Dispatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. [Exit.

Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl,
That Aies her fortune when it follows her:
I'll after ; more to be reveng'd on Eglamour,
Than for the love of reckless Silvia.

[Exit. Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love, Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. [Exit.

Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love, Than hate for Silvia that is

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for love. [Exit. SCENE IN. Frontiers of Mantua. The Forest.

Shouts. Enter Out-laws, with Silvia I. 1. O. Come, come; Be patient, we must bring you to our captain.

Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one
Have learn’d me how to brook this patiently.

2. O. Come, bring her away.
1. O. Where is the gentleman that was with her ?

3. O. Being nimble-footed, he hath out-run us;
But Mofes, and Valerius, follow him.
Go thou with her to the west end of the wood,
There is our captain : we'll follow him that's fled;
The thicket is beset, he cannot 'scape. [Exeunt.

1. O. Come, I must bring you to our captain's cave: I This situation interests much and properly for Silvia's fafety,

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