My foolish rival, that her father likes, Only for his possessions are so huge, Is gone with her along; and I must after, Val. Ay, and we are betrothed; With all the cunning manner of our flight, Some necessaries that I needs must use; Pro. I will. Even as one heat another heat expels, Or as one nail by strength drives out another, Her true perfection, or my false transgression, SCENE V-The same. A Street. Enter SPEED and LAUNCE. [Exit VAL. Speed. Launce! by mine honesty, welcome to Milan. [Exit. Laun. Forswear not thyself, sweet youth; for I am not welcome. I reckon this always-that a man is never undone, till he be hanged; nor never welcome to a place, till some certain shot be paid, and the hostess say, welcome. *On further knowledge. Speed. Come on, you mad-cap, I'll to the alehouse with you presently; where, for one shot of fivepence, thou shalt have five thousand welcomes. But, sirrah, how did thy master part with Madam Julia ? Laun. Marry, after they closed in earnest, they parted very fairly in jest. Speed. But shall she marry him? Laun. No. Speed. How then? Shall he marry her? Laun. No, neither. Speed. What, are they broken? Laun. No, they are both as whole as a fish. Speed. Why then, how stands the matter with them? Laun. Marry, thus; when it stands well with him, it stands well with her. Speed. What an ass art thou? I understand thee not. Laun. What a block art thou, that thou canst not? My staff understands me. Speed. What thou say'st? Laun. Ay, and what I do too: look thee, I'll but lean, and my staff understands me. Speed. It stands under thee, indeed. Laun. Why, stand under and understand is all one. Speed. But tell me true, will't be a match? Laun. Ask my dog: if he say, ay, it will; if he say, no, it will; if he shake his tail, and say nothing, it will. Speed. The conclusion is then, that it will. Laun. Thou shalt never get such a secret from me, but by a parable. Speed. 'Tis well that I get it so. But, Launce, how say'st thou, that my master is become a notable lover? Laun. I never knew him otherwise. Speed. Than how? Laun. A notable lubber, as thou reportest him to be. Laun. Why I tell thee, I care not though he burn himself in love. If thou wilt go with me to the alehouse, so; if not, thou art an Hebrew, a Jew, and not worth the name of a Christian. Speed. Why? Laun. Because thou hast not so much charity in thee, as to go to the alehouse with a Christian: Wilt thou go? Speed. At thy service. [Exeunt. SCENE VI.—The same. An Apartment in the Palace. Enter PROTEUS. Pro. To leave my Julia, shall I be forsworn; To love fair Silvia, shall I be forsworn; To wrong my friend, I shall be much forsworn; Love bade me swear, and love bids me forswear : Unheedful vows may heedfully be broken; But there I leave to love, where I should love. If I keep them, I needs must lose myself; I will forget that Julia is alive, SCENE VII.-Verona. A Room in JULIA'S House. Enter JULIA and LUCETTA. Jul. Counsel, Lucetta; gentle girl, assist me Luc. Alas! the way is wearisome and long. * Tempting. † Confederate. ✰ Intended. [Exit. Much less shall she, that hath love's wings to fly; Of such divine perfection, as Sir Proteus. Jul. O, know'st thou not, his looks are my soul's food? Pity the dearth that I have pined in, By longing for that food so long a time, Didst thou but know the inly touch of love, Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow, As seek to quench the fire of love with words. Luc. I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire; But qualify the fire's extreme rage, Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason. Jul. The more thou dam'st* it up, the more it burns; The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage; But, when his fair course is not hinder'd, He makes sweet music with the enamell'd stones, He overtaketh in his pilgrimage; And so by many winding nooks he strays, Luc. But in what habit will you go along? Gentle Lucetta, fit me with such weeds As may beseem some well-reputed page. Luc. Why then your ladyship must cut your hair. Jul. No, girl; I'll knit it up in silken strings, With twenty odd-conceited true-love knots: To be fantastic may become a youth Of greater time than I shall show to be. Luc. What fashion, Madam, shall I make your breeches? Jul. That fits as well, as-" tell me, good my lord, "What compass will you wear your farthingale ?" Why, even that fashion thou best lik'st, Lucetta. Luc. You must needs have them with a codpiece, Madam. Jul. Out, out, Lucetta! that will be ill-favour'd. Luc. A round hose, Madam, now's not worth a piu, Unless you have a cod-piece to stick pins on. Jul. Lucetta, as thou lov'st me, let me have What thou think'st meet, and is most mannerly: But tell me, wench, how will the world repute ine. For undertaking so unstaid a journey? I fear me, it will make me scandalized. * Closest. + Trouble. Luc. If you think so, then stay at home, and go not. Luc. Then never dream on infamy, but go. Warrant me welcome to my Proteus. Luc. All these are servants to deceitful men. His tears, pure messengers sent from his heart; His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth. Luc. Pray heaven, he prove so, when you come to him! Only deserve my love by loving him; ACT III. T [Exeunt. SCENE I.-Milan. An Anteroom in the DUKE's Palace. Enter DUKE, THURIO, and PROTEUS. Duke. Sir Thurio, give us leave, I pray, awhile; We have some secrets to confer about. Exit THURIO. Now, tell me, Proteus, what's your will with me? But, when I call to mind your gracious favours My duty pricks me on to utter that Which else no worldly good should draw from me. I know, you have determined to bestow her |