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song, like a robin-red-breast; to walk alone, Val. Last night she enjoined me to write like one that had the pestilence; to sigh, like some lines to one she loves. a school-boy that had lost his A. B, C; to weep, Speed. And have you? like a young wench that hath buried her gran- Val. I have. dam; to fast, like one that takes diet;" to Speed. Are they not lamely writ? watch, like one that fears robbing; to speak pul- _ Val. No, boy, but as well as I can do them :ing, like a beggar at Hallowmas. You were | Peace, here she comes. wont, when you laugh'd, to crow like a cock;

Enter SILVIA. when you walked, to walk like one of the lions;

Speed. O excellent motion !* () exceeding when you fasted, it was presently after dinner;

puppet! now will he interpret to her. when you looked sadly, it was for want of

Val. Madam and mistress, a thousand good. money: and now you are metamorphosed with a

morrows. mistress, that, when I look on you, I can hardly think you my master.

Speed. O, 'give you guod sven! Here's a

million of manners. Val. Are all these things perceived in me?


Sil. Sir Valentine and servant, to you two Speed. They are all perceived without you.

w you thousand. Val. Without me? They cannot. Speed. Without you ? nay, that's certain, for,

Speed. He should give her interest; and she

gives it him. without you were so simple, none else would : 18

Val. As you enjoin'd me, I have writ your but von are so without these follies, that these follies are within you, and shine through you / Unto


through you Unto the secret nameless friend of yours; like the water in an urinal; that not an eye,

: | Which I was much unwilling to proceed in, that sees you, but is a physician to comment

But for my duty to your ladyship. on your malady.

Sil. I thank you, geatle servant: 'tis very Val. But, tell me, dost thou know my lady

clerklyt done Silvia ?

Vul. Now trust me, madam, it came hardly peed. She, that you gaze on 50, as she sits | For, being ignorant to whom it goes, (off; at supper?

I writ at random, very doubtfully. Val. Hast thou observed that? even she Il

even she Sil. Perchance you think too much of so mean. Speed. Why, Sir, I know her not.

much pains ? Val. Dost thou know her by my gazing on | Please you command, a thousand times as

Val. No, madam; so it stead you, I will write, her, and yet know'st her not?

And yet,

(much : Speed. Is she not hard favoured, Sir ?

Sil. A pretty period! Well, I guess the sequel; Val. Not so fair, boy, as well favoured. Speed. Sir, I know that well enough.

And yet I will not name it :-and yet I care Val. What dost thou know?


And yet take this again ;-and yet I thank you; Speed. That she is not so fair, as (of you) Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more. well favoured. Val. I mean, that her beauty is exquisite,

is exonieita | Speed. And yet you will; and yet another yet.

(Aside. but her favour infinite.

Val. What means your ladyship? do you not Speed. That's because the one is painted, and |

like it? the other out of all count. Val. How painted ? and how out of count: 1

Sil. Yes, yes; the lines are very quaintly writ:

But since unwillingly, take them again; Speed. Marry, Sir, so painted, to make her

Sir, so painted, to make her | Nay, take them. fair, that no man counts of her beauty.

Val. Madam, they are for you. Val. How esteemest thou me? I account of

Sil. Ay, ay; you writ them, Sir, at my re

quest: Speed. You never saw her since she was But I

But I will none of them; they are for you: deformed.

I would have had them writ more movingly. Val. How long hath she been deformed?

Val. Please you, I'll write your ladyship Speed. Ever since you loved her. Val. I have loved her ever since I saw her;


Sil. And, when it's writ, for my sake read and still I see her beautiful.

it over : Speed. If you love her, you cannot see her.

And, if it please you, so; if not, why, so. Val. Why?

Val. If it please me, madam! what then? Speed. Because love is blind. O, that you

Sil. Why, if it please you, take it for your had mine eyes; or your own had the lights

labour; they were wont to have, when you chid at Sir

And so good-morrow, servant. [Exit Silvia. Proteus for going ungartered!

Speed. O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible. Val. What should I see then ?

As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on Speed. Your own present folly, and her pass

a steeple!

(suitor, ing deformity: for he, being in love, could not

My master sues to her; and she hath taught her see to garter his hose ; and you, being in love,

He being her pupil, to become her tutor. cannot see to put on your hose.

O excellent device! was there ever heard a Val. Belike, boy, then you are in love ; for

better? last morning you could not see to wipe my

That my master, being scribe, to himself should shoes.

write th

e the letter? Speed. True, Sir; I was in love with my bed :

Val. How now, Sir ? what are you reasoning I thank you, you swingedt me for my love,

with yourself? which makes me the bolder to chide you for

Speed. Nay, I was rhyming ; 'tis you that yours.

have the reason. Val. In conclusion, I stand affected to her.

Val. To do what? Speed. I would you were set; so, your affec

Speed. To be a spokesman from madam tion would cease.

Val. To whom? Under a regimen + Agralk wmas. Whipped. # A pumel. Bow.

+ Like

her beauty,

Speed. To yourself: why, she wooes you by | with Sir Proteus to the Imperial's court. a figure.

think, Crab my dog to be the sourest-naturer Val. What figure ?

dog that lives : my mother weeping, my father Speed. By a letter, I should say.

wailing, my sister crying, our maid howling Val. Why, she hath not writ to me?

our cat wringing her hands, and all our houed Speed. What need she, when she hath made in a great perplexity, yet did not this cruel you write to yourself? Why, do you not per hearted cur shed one tear: he is a stone, a very ceive the jest?

pebble-stone, and has no more pity in him than Val. No, believe me.

a dog: a Jew would have wept to have seen Speed. No believing you indeed, Sir; But our parting ; why, iny grandanı having no eyes, did you perceive her earnest ?

look you, wept herself blind at my parting. Val. She gave me none, except an angry Nay, I'll show you the manner of it: This shoe word.

is my father ;-no, this left shoe is my father: Speed. Why, she hath given you a letter. no, no, this left shoe is my mother;-nay, that Val. That's the letter I writ to ber friend. cannot be so neither ;-yes, it is so, it is so; it

Speed. And that letter hath she deliver'd, and hath the worser sole; This shoe, with the there an end.*

hole in it, is my mother, and this my father; A Val. I would, it were no worse.

vengeance on't! there 'tis : now, Sir, this staff Speed, I'll warrant you, 'tis as well :

is my sister; for, look you, she is as white as For often you have writ to her; and she, in modesty, a lily, and as small as a wand : this hat is Nan, Or else for want of idle time, could not again our maid ; I am the dog :-no, the dog is him. reply,

self, and I am the dog, -0, the dog is me, and Or fearing else some messenger, that might her I am myself: ay, so, so. Now come I to my mind discover,

father: Father, your blessing : now should not Herself hath taught her love himself to write unto the shoe speak a word for weeping; now her loter.

[it.— should I kiss my father; well, he weeps All this I speak in print ; for in print I found on Snow come I to my mother, (0, that she Why muse you, Sir ? 'tis dinner time.

could speak now!) like a wood* woman; Val. I have dined.

well, I kiss her ;-why there 'tis; here's my Speed. Ay, but hearken, Sir: though the mother's breath up and down : now come I to cameleon Love can feed on the air, I am one my sister ; mark the moan she makes : now the that am nourished by my victuals, and would dog all this while sheds not a tear, nor speaks fain have meat: 0, be not like your mistress, a word; but see how I lay the dust with my be moved, be moved.

[Exeunt. tears. SCENE II.- Verona.--A Room in JULIA's


Pan. Launce, away, away, aboard; thy mas-
Enter PROTEUS and Julia.

ter is shipped, and thou art to post after with Pro. Have patience, gentle Julia.

oars. What's the matter? why weepest thou, Jul. I must, where is no remedy.

man? Away, ass; you will lose the tide, if you Pro. When possibly I can, I will return.

tarry any longer. Jul. If you turn not, you will return the

| Laun. It is no matter if the tied were lost;

for it is the unkindest tied that ever any man sooner: Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's

tied. [Giving a ring.

| Pan. What's the unkindest tide ? Pro. Why then we'll make exchange ; here, la

| Laun. Why, he that's tied here; Crab, my take you this. Jul. And seal the bargain with a holy kiss.

Pan. Tut, man, I mean thou’lt lose the flood; Pru. Here is my hand for my true constancy;

and, in losing the flood, lose thy voyage ; and, And when that bour o'er-slips me in the day,

in losing thy voyage, lose thy master; and, in Wherein I sigh pot, Julia, for thy sake,

losing thy master, lose thy service; and, in The next ensuing hour some foul mischance

losing thy service,-Why dost thou stop my Torment me for my love's forgetfulness !

mouth? My father stays my coming; answer not;

Laun. For fear thou should'st lose thy tongue. The tide is now : nay not the tide of tears ;

Pan. Where should I lose my tongue ? That tide will stay me longer than I should ;

Laun. In thy tale. [Exit Julia.

Pan. In thy tail ? Julia, farewell.-What! gone without a word ?

Luun. Lose the tide, and the voyage, and the Ay, so true love should do: it cannot speak: master, and the service? The tide 1-Why, For truth hath better deeds, than words, to man, if the river were dry, I am able to fill it grace it.

with my tears ; if the wind were down, I could

drive the boat with my sighs. Enter PANTHINO.

Pan. Come, come away, man; I was sent to Pan. Sir Proteus, you are staid for.

call thee. Pro. Go; I come, I come:

Laun. Sir, call me what thou darest.

Soor lovers dumb. Pan. Wilt thou go?
Alas! this parting strikes poor lovers dumb.

Laun. Well, I will go.

[Exeunt. SCENE III.-The sume.-A Street.

SCENE IV.-Milan.--An Apartment in the

Duke's Paine. Enter LAUNCE, loading a dog. Laun. Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have Enter VALENTINE, SILVIA, THURIO, and SPEED. done weeping; all the kindt of the Launces Sil. Servanthave this very fault: I have received my pro

Val. Mistress? nortion, like the prodigious son, and am going! Speed. Master, Sir Thurio frowns on you. ., Dere's the conclusion, + Kindred.

* Crazy, distracted.

Val. Ay, boy, it's for love.

Come all the praises that I now bestow,) Speed. Not of you.

He is complete in feature, and in mind, Val. Of iny mistress then.

With all good grace to grace a gentleman. Speed. "Twere good, you knocked him. Duke. Beshrew me, Sir, but, if he make Sil. Servant, you are sad.

this good, Val. Indeed, madam, I seem so.

He is as worthy for an empress’ love, Thu. Seem you that you are not?

As meet to be an emperor's counsellor. Val. Haply,t I do

Well, Sir; this gentleman is come to me, Thu. So do counterfeits.

With commendation from great potentates;. Val. So do you.

And here he means to spend his time a whiie; Thu. What seem I, that I am not?

I think, 'tis no unwelcome news to you. Val. Wise.

Val. Should I have wish'd a thing, it had Thu. What instance of the contrary?

been he. Val. Your folly.

Duke. Welcome him then according to his Thu. And how quotet you my folly?

worth; Val. I quote it in your jerkin.

Silvia, I speak to you; and you, Sir Thurio:· Thu. My jerkin is a doublet.

For Valentine, I need not 'citet him to it: Val. Well, then, I'll double your folly. I'll send him hither to you presently. Thu. How?

[Exit DUKE. Sil. What, angry, Sir Thurio ? do you change Val. This is the gentleman, I told your lady. colour?

ship, Val. Give him leave, madam; he is a kind Had come along with me, but that his mistress of cameleon.

Did hold his eyes lock'd in her crystal looks. Thu. That hath more mind to feed on your Sil. Belike, that now she hath enfranchis'd blood, than live in your air.

Upon some other pawn for fealty. Val. You have said, Sir.

Val. Nay, sure, I think, she holds them priThu. Ay, Sir, and done too, for this time.

soners still. Val. I know it well, Sir; you always end ere Sil. Nay, then he should be blind; and, being you begin.

blind, Sil. Å fine volley of words, gentlemen, and How could he see his way to seek out you? quickly shot off.

Val. Why, lady, love hath twenty pair of Val." "Tis indeed, madam; we thank the giver.

eyes. Sil. Who is that, servant ?

Thu. They say, that love hath not an eye Val. Yourself, sweet lady; for you gave the

at all. fire: Sir Thurió borrows his wit from your Val. To see such lovers, Thurio, as yourself; ladyship's looks, and spends what he borrows, Upon a homely object love can wink. kindly in your company. Thu. Sir, if you spend word for word with

Enter PROTEUS. me, I shall make your wit bankrupt.

Sil. Have done, have done ; here comes the Val. I know it well, Sir: you have an ex

gentleman. chequer of words, and, I think, no other trea Val. Welcome, dear Proteus !-Mistress, I sure to give your followers; for it appears by

beseech you, their bare liveries, that they live by your bare | Confirm his welcome with some special favour. words.

Sil. His worth is warrant for his welcome Sil. No more, gentlemen, no more; here hither, comes my father.

| If this be he you oft have wish'd to hear from. Enter Duke.

Val. Mistress, it is : sweet lady, entertain

him Duke. Now, daughter Silvia, you are hard

To be my fellow-servant to your ladyship. beset.

Sil. Too low a mistress for so high a servant. Bir Valentine, your father's in good health:

Pro. Not so, sweet lady; but too mean a What say you to a letter from your friends Of much good news ?

servant Val. My lord, I will be thankful

To have a look of such a worthy mistress. To any happy messenger from thence.

Val. Leave off discourse of disability :Duke. Know you Don Antonio, your coun

Sweet lady, entertain him for your servant.

Pro. My duty will I boast of, nothing else. tryman? Val. Ay, my good lord, I know the gentleman

Sil. And duty never yet did want his meed; To be ot worth, and worthy estimation,

Servant, you are welcome to a worthless miso And not without desert so well reputed.


Pro. I'll die on him that says sm, but yourself. Drike. Hath he not a son ? Vul. Ay, my good lord; a son, that we i

Sil. That you are welcome ?

Pro. No; that you are worthless.
The honour and regard of such a father.
Duke. You know him well?

Enter Servant. rav. I knew him as myself; for from our Ser. Madam, my lord your father would infancy

[gether: speak with you. We have convers’d, and spent our hours to- Sil. I'll wait upon his pleasure. [Exit Ser. And though myself have been an idle truant, Come, Sir Thurio,

[come : Omitting the sweet benefit of time,

Go with me :-Once more, new servant, welTo clothe mine age with angel-like perfection; I'll leave you to confer of home affairs; Yet hath Sir Proteus, for that's his name, When you have done, we look to hear from you. Made use and fair advantage of his days; Pro. We'll both attend upon your ladyship. His years but young, but his experience old; /

Exeunt Silvia, Thurio, and SPEEN His head unmellow'd, but his judgment ripe; Val. Now, tell me, how do all from whene And, in a word, (for far behind his worth

you came? : Cherve.

ford; a son, that




Pro. Your friends are well, and have them . Pro. Go on before; I shall inquire you forth: mach commended.

I must unto the road, to disembark Fal. And how do yours?

Some necessaries that I needs must use; Pro. I left them all in health.

And then I'll presently attend you. Vel. How does your lady? and how tbrives Val. Will you make haste ? your love

Pro. I will.

[Exit VAL. Pro. My tales of love were wont to weary Even as one heat another heat expels, you;

Or as one nail by strength drives out another,
I know, you joy not in a love-discourse. So the remembrance of my former love

Vol. Ay, Proteus, but that life is alter'd now: Is by a newer object quite forgotten.
I bare done penance for contemning love; Is it mine eye, or Valentinus' praise,
Wbase high imperious thoughts have punish'd Her true perfection, or my false transgression.

That makes me, reasonless, to reason thus?
With bitter fasts, with penitential groans, She's fair ; and so is Julia, that I love ;-..
With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs; That I did love, for now my love is thaw'd;
For, in revenge of my contempt of love, Which, like a waxen image 'gainst a fire,
Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthralled eyes, Bears no impression of the thing it was.
And made them watchers of mine own heart's I Methinks, my zeal to Valentine is cold :

And that I love him not, as I was wont :
O, gentle Proteus, love's a mighty lord ; O! but I love his lady tno, too much;
And hath so humbled me, as, I confess, And that's the reason I love him so little.
There is no woe to his correction,

How shall I dote on her with more advice,"
Nor, to his service, no such joy on earth! That thus without advice begin to love her?
Now, no discourse, except it be of love; "Tis but her picture I have yet beheld,
Now can I break my fast, dine, sup, and sleep, | And that hath dazzled my reason's light;
Upon the very naked name of love.

But when I look on her perfections,
Pro. Enougb; I read your fortune in your | There is no reason but I shall be blind.

If I can check my erring love, I will;
Was this the idol that you worship so ? If not, to compass her I'll use my skill. [Exit.
Pal. Even she; and is she not a heavenly

SCENE V.-The same.A let.
Pro. No; but she is an earthly paragon,
Vd. Call her divine.

Enter Speed and L.UNCE.
Pro. I will not flatter her.
Val. O, flatter me; for love delights in praises. |

Speed. Launce ! by mine honesty, welcome

to Milan. Pro. When I was sick, you gave me bitter

Laun. Forswear not thyself, sweet youth; And I must minister the like to you. (pills; Leone

for I am not welcome. I reckon this always Val. Then speak the truth by her; if not Yet let her be a principality,

that a man is never undone, till he be hanged; [divine,

nor never welcome to a place, till some certain Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth.

shot be paid, and the hostess say, welcome. Pro. Except my mistress. Vch. Sweet, except not any;

Speed. Come on, you mad-cap, I'll to the

alehouse with you presently; where, for one Except thou wilt except against my love. Pro. Have I not reason to prefer mine own?

shot of fivepence, thou shalt have five thousand

| welcomes. But, sirrah, how did thy master Val. And I will help thee to prefer her too : She shall be dignified with this high honour,

part with madam Julia ?

"Laun. Marry, after they closed in earnest To bear my lady's train ; lest the bilse earth Should from her vesture chance to steal a kiss,

they parted very fairly in jest.

Speed. But shall she marry him?
And, of so great a favour growing proud,
Disdain to root the summer-swelling flower,

Laun. No.
And make rough winter everlastingly.

Speed. How then ? Shall he marry her ? Pro. Why, Valentine, what braggardism is

Luun. No, neither. this?

Speed. What, are they broken? Val. Pardon me, Proteus: all I can, is nothing

Loun. No, they are both as whole as a fish. To her, whose worth makes other worthies no

Speed. Why then, how stands the matter with


I thing; Pro. Then let her alone.

Laun. Marry, thus; when it stands well with Val. Not for the world: why man, she is

him, it stands well with her.

Speed. What an ass art thou? I understand mine own; And I as rich in having such a jewel,

thee not.

Laun. What a block art thou, that thou canst to twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.

not? My staff understands me. Forgive me, that I do not dream on thee,

Speed. What thou say'st ? Because thou geest me dote upon my love.

Laun. Ay, and what I do too: look thee, I'll My foolish rival, that her father likes,

but lean, and my staff understands me. Only for his possessions are so huge,

Speed. It stands under thee, indeed. s gone with her along; and I must after,

Laun. Wby, stand under and understand is For love, thou know'st, is full of jealousy.

all one. Pro. But she loves you?

Speed. But tell me true, will’t be a match ? Yal, Ay, and we are betroth'd ;

Laun. Ask my dog : if he say, ay, it will; if Nay, more, our marriage hour,

he say, no, it will; it be shake his tail, and say with all the cunning manner of our flight,

nothing, it will. Determin'd of: how I must climb her window;

Speed. The conclusion is then, that it will. The ladder made of cords; and all the means

Luun. Thou shalt never get such a secret from Flotted ; and greed on, for my happiness.

me, but by a parable. food Proteus, go with me to my chamber,

Speed. "Tis well that I get it so. But, Launce, La these affairs to aid me with thy counsel.

On further knowledge

She is alone.

how say'st thou, that thy master is become al SCENE VII.-Verona.-A Room in JULIA's notable lover?

Laun. I never knew him otherwise.
Speed. Than how ?

Enter JULIA and LUCETTA. Laun. A notable lubber, as thou reportest | Jul. Counsel, Lucetta; gentle girl, assist me him to be.

| And, even in kind love, I do conjure thee, Speed. Why, thou whoreson ass, thou mistak Who art the table wherein all my thoughts est me.

Are visibly character'd and engrav'd, Laun. Why, fool, I meant not thee : I meant To lesson me; and tell me some good mean, thy master.

How, with my honour, I may undertake Speed. I tell thee, my master is become a hot A journey to my loving Proteus. lover.

Luc. Alas! the way is wearisome and long. Laun. Why I tell thee, I care not though he | Jul. A true-devoted pilgrim is not weary burn himself in love. If thou wilt go with me To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps; to the ale-house, so; if not, thou art an He Much less shall she, that hath love's wings to brew, a Jew, and not worth the name of a Christian.

And when the flight is made to one so dear, Speed. Why?

Of such divine perfection, as Sir Proteus. Laun. Because thou hast not so much charity Luc. Better forbear, till Proteus make return. in thee, as to go to the ale with a Christian : Jul. O, know'st thou not, his looks are my Wilt thou go?

soul's food ? Speed. At thy service.

[Exeunt. Pity the dearth that I have pined in,

By longing for that food so long a time. SCENE VI.-The same.-An Apartment in the Didst thou but know the inly touch of love, Palace.

Thou would'st as soon go kindle fire with snow, Enter PROTEUS.

As seek to quench the fire of love with words.

Luc. I do not seek to quench your love's hot Pro. To leave my Julia, shall I be forsworn; But qualify the fire's extreme rage, [fire; To love fair Silvia, shall I be forsworn; Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason. To wrong my friend, I shall be much forsworn; Jul. The more thou dani'st* it up, the more And even that power, which gave me first my

it burns ; oath,

The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Provokes me to this threefold perjury.

Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth Love bade me swear, and love bids me for

rage; swear:

But, when his fair course is not hindered, O sweet-suggesting* love, if thou hast sinn'd, He makes sweet music with the enamel'd Teach me, thy tempted subject, to excuse it. Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge (stones, At first I did adore a twinkling star,

He overtaketh in his pilgrimage; But now I worship a celestial sun.

| And so by many winding nooks he strays, Unheedful vows may heedfully be broken; With willing sport, to the wild ocean. And he wants wit, that wants resolved will Then let me go, and hinder not my course : To learn his wit to exchange the bad for bet- I'll be as patient as a gentle stream, ter.

And make a pastime of each weary step, Fie, fie, unreverend tongue ! to call her bad, Till the last step have brought me to my love; Whose sovereignty so oft thou hast preferr'd And there I'll rest, as, after much turmoil, With twenty thousand soul-confirming oaths. A blessed soul doth in Elysium. I cannot leave to love, and yet I do;

Luc. But in what habit will you go along! But there I leave to love, where I should love. 1 Jul. Not like a woman ; for I would prevent Julia I lose, and Valentine I lose :

The loose encounters of lascivious men : If I keep them, I needs must lose myseli; Gentle Lucetta, fit me with such weeds If I lose them, thus find I by their loss,

| As may beseem some well-reputed page. For Valentine, myself; for Julia, Silvia.

Luc. Why then your ladyship must cut your I to myself am dearer than a friend;

hair. For love is still more precious than itself: Jul. No, girl ; I'll knit it up in silken strings, And Silvia, witness heaven, that made her fair! With twenty odd-conceited true-love knots : Shows Julia but a swarthy Ethiope.

To be fantastic may become a youth I will forget that Julia is alive,

Of greater time than I shall show to Rememb'ring that my love to her is dead; Luc. What fashion, madam, shall I make And Valentine I'll hold an enemy,

your breeches ? Aiming at Silvia as a sweeter friend.

Jul. That fits as well, as "tell me, good my I cannot now prove constant to myself,

lord, Without some treachery used to Valentine: " What compass will you wear your farthinThis night, he meaneth with a corded ladder

(cetta. To climb celestial Silvia's chamber-window; | Why, even that fashion thou best lik'st, Lu Myself in counsel, his competitor:t ..

Luc. You must needs have them with a codNow presently I'll give her father notice

piece, madam. Of their disguising, and pretendedt flight; Jul. Out, out, Lucetta ! that will be ill-faWho, all enrag'd, will banish Valentine;

vour'd. For Thurio, he intends, shall wed his daughter : Luc. A round hose, madam, now's not worth But, Valentine being gone, I'll quickly cross,

a pin, By some sly trick, blunt Thurio's dull proceed Unless you have a cod-piece to stick pins on. ing.

Jul. Lucetta, as thou lov'st me, let me have Love, lend me wings to make my purpose swift, What thou think'st meet, and is most mannerly: As thou hast lent ine wit to plot this drift! But tell me, wench, how will the world repute


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