Gentles, do not reprehend; If we have unearned luck Now to 'fcape the ferpent's tongue, We will make amends ere long: So good night unto you all. Give me your hands, if we be friends; villastice herita. Kouchman [Exeunt omnes. сериа Anthonio, Father to Protheus. Thurio, a foolish Rival to Valentine. Out-laws. Speed, a clownish Servant to Valentine, Launce, the like to Protheus. Panthion, Servant to Anthonio. Julia, a Lady of Verona, beloved of Protheus. Silvia, the Duke of Milan's Daughter, beloved of Valentine. Lucetta, Waiting-woman to Julia. Servants, Muficians. The SCENE, fometimes in Verona; fometimes in Milan; and on the Frontiers of Mantua. SCENE, an open Place in Verona. Enter Valentine and Protheus. VALENTINE. EASE to perfuade, my loving Protheus; Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits; Wer't not, affection chains thy tender days. To the fweet glances of thy honour'd love, I rather would intreat thy company, To see the wonders of the world abroad; Than (living dully fluggardiz'd at home) Wear out thy youth with fhapeless idleness. But fince thou lov'ft, love ftill, and thrive therein; Ev'n as I would, when I to love begin. (1) Mr. Pope has obferv'd, that the Stile of this Comedy is lefs figurative, and more natural and unaffected, than the greater Part of our Author's Plays, tho' fuppos'd to be one of the First he wrote. I muft obferve, too, that as I take it to be One of his very worst, it happens to be freeft from accidental Corruptions of the Editors: which is the Reason, that my Notes are fewer on This; than on any One of his other Pieces. Pro. |