Pant. I think, your lordship is not ignorant, How his companion, youthful Valentine, Attends the emperor in his royal court.

Ant. I know it well.

Pant. 'Twere good, I think, your lordship sent him thither :

There shall he practise tilts and tournaments,

Hear sweet discourse, converse with noblemen; 330 And be in eye of every exercise,

Worthy his youth and nobleness of birth.

Ant. I like thy counsel; well hast thou advis'd: And, that thou may'st perceive how well I like it, The execution of it shall make known;

Even with the speediest expedition

I will dispatch him to the emperor's court.

Pant. To-morrow, may it please you, Don Alphonso,

With other gentlemen of good esteem,
Are journeying to salute the emperor,

And to commend their service to his will.

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Ant. Good company; with them shall Protheus go: And, in good time--now will we break with him.

Enter PROTHEUS.

Pro. Sweet love! sweet lines! sweet life!

Here is her hand, the agent of her heart;
Here is her oath for love, her honour's pawn:
Oh! that our fathers would applaud our loves,
To seal our happiness with their consents!
Oh heavenly Julia!

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Ant. How now? what letter are you reading there?

Pro.

Pro. May't please your lordship, 'tis a word or two Of commendation sent from Valentine,

Deliver'd by a friend that came from him.

Ant. Lend me the letter; let me see what news. Pro. There is no news, my lord; but that he writes How happily he lives, how well belov'd, And daily graced by the emperor; Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune. Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish? Pro. As one relying on your lordship's will, And not depending on his friendly wish.

Ant. My will is something sorted with his wish: Muse not that I thus suddenly proceed;

For what I will, I will, and there an end.

I am resolv'd, that thou shalt spend some time

With Valentine in the emperor's court;

What maintenance he from his friends receives,

Like exhibition thou shalt have from me.

To-morrow be in readiness to go:

Excuse it not, for I am peremptory.

Pro. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided;

Please you, deliberate a day or two.

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Ant. Look, what thou want'st shall be sent after

thee:

No more of stay; to-morrow thou must go.-
Come on, Panthino; you shall be employ❜d

To hasten on his expedition. [Exe. ANT. and PANT.
Pro. Thus have I shunn'd the fire, for fear of

burning;

And drench'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd : I fear'd to shew my father Julia's letter,

Lest

Lest he should take exceptions to my love;
And with the vantage of mine own excuse
Hath he excepted most against my love.
Oh, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day;
Which now shews all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away!

Re-enter PANTHINO.

Pant. Sir Protheus, your father calls for you; He is in haste, therefore, I pray you, go.

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Pro. Why, this it is! my heart accords thereto; And yet a thousand times it answers, No.

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[Exeunt.

ACT II. SCENE 1.

Changes to Milan. An Apartment in the Duke's Palace. Enter VALENTINE, and SPEED.

Val. Not mine; my gloves are on.

Speed. Why then this may be your's; for this is

but one.

Val. Ha! let me see: ay, give it me, it's mine :Sweet ornament, that decks a thing divine!

Ah Silvia! Silvia!

Speed. Madam Silvia! madam Silvia !

Val. How now, sirrah?

Speed. She is not within hearing, sir.

Val. Why, sir, who bad you call her?
Speed. Your worship, sir; or else I mistook.
Val. Well, you'll still be too forward.

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Speed. And yet I was last chidden for being too slow.

Val. Go to, sir; tell me, do you know madam Silvia?

Speed. She that your worship loves?

Val. Why, how know you that I am in love?

Speed. Marry, by these special marks: First, you have learn'd, like Sir Protheus, to wreath your arms like a male-content; to relish a love-song, like a Robin-red-breast; to walk alone, like one that had the pestilence; to sigh, like a school-boy that had lost his A. B. C; to weep, like a young wench that had buried her grandam; to fast, like one that takes diet; to watch, like one that fears robbing; to speak puling, like a beggar at Hallowmas. You were wont, when you laugh'd, to crow like a cock; when you walk'd, to walk like one of the lions; when you fasted, it was presently after dinner; when you look'd sadly, it was for want of money and now you are metamorphos'd with a mistress, that, when I look on you, I can hardly think you my

master.

Val. Are all these things perceiv'd in me?
Speed. They are all perceiv'd without ye.
Val. Without me? they cannot.
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Speed.

Speed. Without you? nay, that's certain; for, without you were so simple, none else would: but you are so without these follies, that these follies are within you, and shine through you like the water in an urinal; that not an eye, that sees you, but is a physician to comment on your malady.

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Val. But, tell me, do'st thou know my lady Silvia ? Speed. She, that you gaze on so, as she sits at

supper?

Val. Hast thou observ'd that even she I mean. Speed. Why, sir, I know her not.

Val. Dost thou know her by my gazing on her, and yet know'st her not?

Speed. Is she not hard favour'd, sir?

Val. Not so fair, boy, as well-favour'd,
Speed. Sir, I know that well enough.

Val. What dost thou know?

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Speed. That she is not so fair, as (of you) wellfavour'd.

Val. I

mean, that her beauty is exquisite, but her favour infinite.

Speed. That's because the one is painted, and the other out of all count.

Val. How painted? and how out of count?

Speed. Marry, sir, so painted, to make her fair, that no man counts of her beauty.

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Val. How esteem'st thou me I account of her beauty.

Speed. You never saw her since she was deform'd. Val. How long hath she been deform'd ?

Speed's