and thou art to post after with oars. What's the matter? why weep'ft thou, man? Away, afs; you will lose the tide, if you tarry any longer.

Laun. It is no matter if the ty'd were loft; for it is the unkindest ty'd that ever any man ty'd.

Pan. What's the unkindeft tide?

Laun. Why, he that's ty'd here; Crab, my dog.

Pan. Tut, man, I mean thou'lt lofe the flood; and, in lofing the flood, lose thy master; and, in lofing thy mafter, lose thy fervice; and, in lofing thy fervice,-Why doft thou stop my mouth?

Laun. For fear thou fhould'ft lofe thy tongue.
Pan. Where fhould I lofe my tongue?

Laun. In thy tale.

Pan. In thy tail?

Laun. Lofe the tide, and the voyage, and the master, and the fervice? Why, man, if the river were dry, I am able to fill it with my tears; if the wind were down, I could drive the boat with my fighs.

Pan. Come, come away, man; I was fent to call thee. Laun. Sir, call me what thou dar'st.

Pan. Wilt thou go?

Laun. Well, I will go.

S C CENE IV.

MILAN.

An Apartment in the Duke's Palace.

Enter Valentine, Silvia, Thurio, and Speed.

Sil. Servant,

Val. Miftrefs?

Speed. Mafter, fir Thurio frowns on you.

" and the tide.

[Exeunt.

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

Speed. Not of you.

Val. Of my mistress then.

Speed. 'Twere good, you knock'd him.

Sil. Servant, you are sad.

Val. Indeed, madam, I seem fo.

Thu. And how quote you my folly?

Val. I quote it in your jerkin.

Thu. My jerkin is a doublet.

Val. Well, then, I'll double your folly.
Thu. How?

Sil. What, angry, fir Thurio? do you change colour?

Val. Give him leave, madam; he is a kind of cameleon. Thu. That hath more mind to feed on your blood, than live in your air.

Val. You have said, fir.

Thu. Ay, fir, and done too, for this time.

Val. I know it well, fir; you always end ere you begin. Sil. A fine volley of words, gentlemen, and quickly

fhot off.

Val. 'Tis indeed, madam; we thank the giver.

Sil. Who is that, fervant?

Val. Yourself, fweet lady; for you gave the fire: fir

Thurio borrows his wit from your ladyfhip's looks, and spends what he borrows, kindly in your company.

Thu. Sir, if you fpend word for word with me, I fhall wit bankrupt.

make your

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Val. I know it well, fir: you have an exchequer of words, and, I think, no other treasure to give your followers; for it appears by their bare liveries, that they live by your bare words.

Sil. No more, gentlemen, no more; here comes my father.

Enter the Duke.

Duke. Now, daughter Silvia, you are hard befet. Sir Valentine, your father's in good health:

What say you to a letter from your friends

Of much good news?

Val. My lord, I will be thankful

To any happy meffenger from thence.

Duke. Know you Don Anthonio, your countryman?

Val. Ay, my good lord, I know the gentleman To be of worth, and worthy eftimation,

And not without defert fo well reputed.

Duke. Hath he not a fon?

Val. Ay, my good lord; a fon that well deferves The honour and regard of fuch a father.

Duke. You know him well?

Val. I knew him, as myfelf; for from our infancy'

We have convers'd, and fpent our hours together
And though myself have been an idle truant,
Omitting the sweet benefit of time,

To cloath mine age with angel-like perfection;
Yet hath fir Protheus, for that's his name,

Made use and fair advantage of his days;

His
years
but young, but his experience old;
His head unmellow'd, but his judgment ripe;
And, in a word, (for far behind his worth
Come all the praises that I now bestow)
He is complete in feature and in mind,
With all good grace to grace a gentleman.

Duke. Befhrew me, fir, but, if he make this good,
He is as worthy for an emprefs' love,
As meet to be an emperor's counsellor.
Well, fir; this gentleman is come to me;
With commendation from great potentates;
And here he means to spend his time a-while:
I think, 'tis no unwelcome news to you.

Val. Should I have wifh'd a thing, it had been he.
Duke. Welcome him then according to his worth;
Silvia, I speak to you; and you, fir Thurio:-

For Valentine, I need not ''cite him to it:
I'll fend him hither to you prefently.

[Exit Duke.

Val. This is the gentleman, I told your ladyship,
Had come along with me, but that his mistress
Did hold his eyes lock'd in her crystal looks.

Sil. Belike, that now fhe hath enfranchis'd them
Upon fome other pawn for fealty.

Val. Nay, fure, I think, fhe holds them prifoners ftill.
Sil. Nay, then he should be blind; and, being blind,

How could he fee his way to feek out you?

Val. Why, lady, love hath twenty pair of eyes. Thu. They fay, that love hath not an eye at all. Val. To fee fuch lovers, Thurio, as yourself; Upon a homely object love can wink.

Enter Protheus.

Sil. Have done, have done; here comes the gentleman.

y 'cite]-excite. 2 enfranchis'd them]-fet them free, upon fome other pledge of his conftancy.

Val. Welcome, dear Protheus!-Miftrefs, I beseech

you,

Confirm his welcome with some special favour.

Sil. His worth is warrant for his welcome hither,
If this be he you oft have wish'd to hear from.
Val. Mistress, it is: fweet lady, entertain him
To be my fellow-fervant to your ladyship.

Sil. Too low a mistress for fo high a fervant.
Pro. Not fo, fweet lady; but too mean a fervant
To have a look of fuch a worthy mistress.
Val. Leave off difcourfe of disability:-
Sweet lady, entertain him for your servant.
Pro. My duty will I boast of, nothing else.
Sil. And duty never yet did want his meed :
Servant, you are welcome to a worthlefs miftrefs.
Pro. I'll die on him that fays fo, but yourself.
Sil. That you are welcome?

Pro. No; that you are worthless.

Enter Servant.

Ser. Madam, my lord your father would fpeak with

you.

Sil. I'll wait upon his pleasure. [Exit Serv.] Come, Sir

Thurio,

Go with me :-Once more, new fervant, welcome :

I'll leave you to confer of home-affairs;

When you have done, we look to hear from you.
Pro. We'll both attend upon your ladyship.

[Exit Silvia and Thurio.

Val. Now, tell me, how do all from whence you came? Pro. Your friends are well, and have them much commended.

Val. And how do yours?

Pro. I left them all in health.

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