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Merry Wives of Windsor.

Page.13.

Publishd.1.Aprù 1798 by Edw Harding Pall Mall .

ACT V. SCENE I.

The fame. An Abbey.

Enter EGLAMOUR.

Egl. The fun begins to gild the western sky; And now it is about the very hour

That Silvia, at Patrick's cell, fhould meet me. for lovers break not hours,

She will not.

fail;

Unless it be to come before their time;

So much they fpur their expedition.

Enter SILVIA.

See, where she 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 fome fpies.

Egl. Fear not the foreft is not three leagues off; If we recover that, we are fure enough.

[Exeunt.

The fame.

SCENE II.

An Apartment in the Duke's Palace.

Enter THURIO, PROTEUS, and JULIA.

Thu. Sir Proteus, what fays Silvia to my fuit?
Pro. O, fir, I find her milder than fhe was;
And yet she takes exceptions at your person.
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Thu.

Thu. What, that my leg is 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 fpurr'd to what it loaths.
Thu. What fays the to my face?

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 faying 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.

Thu. How likes the my difcourfe?

Pro. Ill, when you talk of war.

[Afide.

Thu. But well, when I difcourfe of love, and peace?
Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your peace.

[Afide.

Thu. What fays the to my valour?

Pro. O, fir, the makes no doubt of that.

Jul. She needs not, when she knows it cowardice.

[Afide.

Thu. What fays the to my birth?

Pro. That you are well deriv'd.

Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool.

[Afide.

Thu. Confiders the my poffeffions ?

Pro. O, ay; and pities them.

Thu. Wherefore?

Jul. That fuch an ass should owe them.

[Afide.

Pro. That they are out by leafe.

Jul. Here comes the duke.

Enter DUKE.

Duke. How now, fir Proteus? how now, Which of you faw fir Eglamour of late?

Thurio?

Thu.

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Duke. Why, then she's fled unto that peafant 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 guefs'd that it was fhe;
But, being mafk'd, he was not fure of it:
Befides, fhe did intend confeffion

At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was not:
These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence.
Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse,
But mount you prefently; and meet with me
Upon the rifing of the mountain-foot

That leads toward Mantua, whither they are fled :
Despatch, fweet gentlemen, and follow me.

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

[Exit.

[Exit.

Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love,

Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her.

[Exit.

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

[Exit.

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