Val. How does your lady? and how thrives your love? Pro. My tales of love were wont to weary you; I know you joy not in a love-difcourse. Val. Ay, Protheus, but that life is alter'd now: I have done penance for contemning love; 2 Those high imperious thoughts have punish'd me With nightly tears, and daily heart-fore fighs; And hath fo humbled me, as I confefs, b There is no woe to his correction, Nor, to his fervice, no fuch joy on earth! Now can I break my fast, dine, sup, and sleep, Pro. Enough; I read your fortune in your eye: Val. Even fhe; and is the not a heavenly faint? Val. Call her divine. Pro. I will not flatter her. Val. O flatter me; for love delights in praise. Pro. When I was fick, you gave me bitter pills; And I must minifter the like to you. Val. Then speak the truth by her; if not divine, Yet let her be a principality, Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth. Pro. Except my mistress. a Whoje. b no woe]-no mifery to be compared with. с a principality,]-the firft of her fex. Val. Sweet, except not any; Except thou wilt except against my love, Pro. Have I not reason to prefer mine own? Val. And I will help thee to prefer her too: She fhall be dignified with this high honour,To bear my lady's train; left the base earth Should from her vefture chance to steal a kifs, And, of fo great a favour growing proud, Disdain to root the fummer-fwelling flower, And make rough winter everlaftingly. Pro. Why, Valentine, what braggardifm is this? Val. Pardon me, Protheus: all I can, is nothing To her, whofe worth makes other worthies nothing; 'She is alone. Pro. Then let her alone. Val. Not for the world: why, man, fhe is mine own; And I as rich in having fuch a jewel, As twenty feas, if all their fand were pearl, Is gone with her along; and I must after, For love, thou know'ft, is full of jealoufy. Pro. But she loves you? Val. Ay, and we are betroth'd; nay, more, our marriage hour, With all the cunning manner of our flight, She is alone.]-A nonpareil. 1 In these affairs to aid me with thy counsel. Pro. Go on before; I fhall enquire you forth: I muft unto the road, to difembark Some neceffaries that I needs must use; And then I'll presently attend you. Pro. I will.— Even as one heat another heat expels, Or as one nail by ftrength drives out another, Is by a newer object quite forgotten. f Is it *mine then, or Valentino's praise, e mine own,-mine eye. h to reafon thus ?1-to entertain such a thought. [Exit Val. & a waxen image]-alluding to the practice of witches, who are faid to melt the waxen figures of fuch as they mean to torment, or destroy. with more advice,]-on further acquaintance, or confideration. "Yet did repent me, after more advice." MEASURE FOR MEASURE, A& V, S. 1. Prov. "The Greeks, upon advice, did bury Ajax." TITUS ANDRONICUS, A&I, S. 2. Mar. (And in this play)-" this pride of hers, iber picture]-her outward form, perfon only. A& III, S. 1. Duke. And And that hath dazled my reafon's light; [Exit. Speed. Launce! by mine honesty, welcome to Milan. Laun. Forfwear not thyfelf, fweet youth; for I am not welcome. I reckon this always-that a man is never undone, till he be hang'd; nor never welcome to a place, till fome certain fhot be paid, and the hostess say, wel come. Speed. Come on, you mad-cap, I'll to the alehouse with you prefently; where, for one fhot of five pence, thou shalt have five thousand welcomes. But, firrah, how did thy mafter part with madam Julia? Laun. Marry, after they clos'd in earneft, they parted very fairly in jeft. 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 ftands well with him, it ftands well with her. Speed. What an afs art thou? I understand thee not. Laun. What a block art thou, that thou canst not? Laun. Ay, and what I do too: look thee, I'll but lean, and my staff understands me. Speed. It ftands under thee, indeed. Laun. Why, ftand-under and understand is all one. Laun. Afk my dog; if he say, ay, it will; if he say, no, it will; if he shake his tail, and fay nothing, it will. Speed. The conclufion is then, that it will. Laun. Thou fhalt never get fuch a fecret from me, but by a parable. Speed. 'Tis well that I get it fo. But, Launce, 'how fay'ft thou, that my mafter is become a notable lover? Laun. I never knew him otherwise. Speed. Than how? Laun. A notable lubber, as thou reporteft him to be. Speed. Why, thou whorfon afs, thou mistakest me. Laun. Why, fool, I meant not thee; I meant thy master. Speed. I tell thee, my master is become a hot lover. Laun. Why, I tell thee, I care not though he burn himself in love. If thou wilt go with me to the ale-house, fo; if not, thou art an Hebrew, a Jew, and not worth the name of a Chriftian. Speed. Why? Laun. Because thou haft not fo much charity in thee, as to go to the " ale with a Chriftian: wilt thou go? Speed. At thy fervice. My ftaff understands me.] "I could scarce understand them." [Exeunt. COMEDY OF ERRORS, Act II, S. 1. E. Dro, "My legs do better understand me." TWELFTH NIGHT, A&t III, S. 1. Vio. m the ale-boufe. how fay'ft thou, that]-what fay'ft thou to that? SCENE |