That my poor mistress, moved therewithal, Sil. She is beholden to thee, gentle youth. I weep myself to think upon thy words. Here, youth, there is a purfe; I give thee this For thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou lov'ft her. [Exit Silvia. ful. And the fhall thank you for't, if e'er you know her. A virtuous gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful. I hope, my master's fuit will be but cold, If this fond love were not a blinded god? Thou shalt be worship'd, kifs'd, lov'd, and ador'd; Cc 2 [Exit. ACT Silvia, at friar Patrick's cell, fhould meet me. So much they spur their expedition. See, where she comes. Lady, a happy evening! Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour, I fear, I am attended by some spies. Eg. Fear not; the foreft is not three leagues off; If we recover that, we're fure enough. SCENE II. Enter Thurio, Protheus and Julia. Thu. Sir Protheus, what fays Silvia to my fuit? Pro. No; that it is too little. Thu. I'll wear a boot to make it fomewhat rounder. . Pro. But love will not be spurr'd to what it loaths. Thu. What fays fhe to my face? [Exeunt. Pro. Pro. She fays, 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, fuch pearls as put out ladies eyes; For I had rather wink than look on them. [afide. Thu. How likes she my discourse ? Pro. Ill, when you talk of war. Thu. But well, when I discourse of love and peace? Pro. O, fir, fhe makes no doubt of that. Jul. She needs not, when she knows it cowardice. Pro. That you are well deriv'd. Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool. Thu. Confiders fhe my poffeffions? Pro. O, ay, and pities them. Thu. Wherefore? Jul. That fuch an ass should own them. Pro. That they are out by lease. Jul. Here comes the duke. Enter Duke. Duke. How now, fir Protheus? how now, Thurio? Which of you faw fir Eglamour of late? Thu. Not I. Pro. Nor I. Duke. Saw you my daughter? Pro. Neither. Duke. Why then She's fled unto the peasant Valentine ; 'Tis true; for friar Laurence met them both, But, But, being mafk'd, he was not sure of it. At Patrick's cell this ev'n, and there she was not: That leads tow'rds Mantua, whither they are fled. Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl, Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love, Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. ful. And I will follow, more to crofs that love, Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love. [Exit Duke. [Exeunt. I Out. SCENE III. The foreft. Enter Silvia, and Out-laws. NOME, come, be patient; we muft bring you to Cour our captain. Sil. A thousand more mifchances than this one Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently. 2 Out. Come, bring her away. 1 Out. Where is the gentleman that was with her? Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath out-run us; But Moyfes and Valerius follow him. Go thou with her to th' weft end of the wood, 1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's cave. Fear Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man! And to the nightingale's complaining notes Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn fwain. These are my mates, that make their wills their law, Have fome unhappy passenger in chase. They love me well, yet I have much to do To keep them from uncivil outrages. Withdraw thee, Valentine: who's this comes here? Enter Protheus, Silvia, and Julia. Pro. Madam, this service have I done for you, [Exeunt. |