SCENE changes to Julia's Chamber. UT fay, Lucetta, now we are alone, Jul. Bow Would'st thou then counsel me to fall in love? Luc. Ay, madani, fo you ftumble not unheedfully. Jul. Of all the fair refort of gentlemen, That ev'ry day with parle encounter me, ..Luc. Please you, repeat their names, I'll fhew my mind, Jul. What think'st thou of the fair Sir Eglamour? Luc. As of a Knight well spoken, neat and fine; But were I you, he never should be mine. Jul. What think'st thou of the rich Mercatio? Luc. Well of his wealth; bat of himself, fo, fo. Jul. What think'ft thou of the gentle Protheus? Luc. Lord, lord! to see what folly reigns in us! Jul. How now? what means this paffion at his name? Luc. Pardon, dear madam; 'tis a paffing shame, That I, unworthy body as I am, Should cenfure thus on lovely gentlemen. Jul. Why not on Protheus, as of all the reft? Jul. Your reafon ? Luc. I have no other but a woman's reafon ; I think him fo, because I think him fo. ful. And would'ft thou have me caft my love on him? Luc. The fire, that's clofeft kept, burns most of all. Luc. Luc. Sir Valentine's page; and fent, I think, from Protheus. There, take the Paper; fee, it be return'd; Luc. To plead for love deferves more fee than hate. Luc. That you may ruminate. [Exit. Jul. And yet I would, I had o'er-look'd the letter. It were a fhame to call her back again, And pray her to a fault, for which I chid her. What fool is fhe, that knows I am a maid, Re-enter Lucetta. Luc. What would your ladyship? Jul. Is't near dinner time? Luc. I would it were; That you might kill your ftomach on your meat. And not upon your maid. Jul. What is't that you Took up fo gingerly? H.3 Luc. Luc. Nothing. Jul. Why didft thou floop then? Luc. To take a paper up, that I let fall. Luc. Nothing concerning me. Jul. Then let it lye for those that it concerns. Luc. Madam, it will not lye, where it concerns; Unless it have a falfe interpreter. Jul. Some love of yours hath writ to you in rhime. A Luc. That I might fing it madam to a tune: Give me a note; your ladyfhip can set. Jul. As little by fuch toys as may be possible: Jul. Heavy belike, it hath fome burden then.t be Luc. Ay; and melodious were it, would you fing it. Jul. And why not you? Luc. I cannot reach fo high. Jul. Let's fee your fong: How, now, minion ♪. 1 Luc. Keep tune there ftill, fo you will fing it out £83 And yet, methinks, I do not like this tune. And mar the concord with too harsh a defcant: v Go, get you gone; and let the papers lye: [Tears it. (4) I bid the Bafe for Protheus.] Lucetta here alters the Allegory from the Bafe in Mufick to a Country Exercife, called in the North, Bid-the-Bafe; in which Some purfue, to take the Others Prifoners. So that Lucetta would intend to fay," Indeed, "I take Pains to make you a Captive for Protheus." Mr. Warburton. Luc. Luc. She makes it ftrange, but she would be beft pleas'd Look, here is writ kind Julia ;Unkind Julia! I throw thy name against the bruising stones ; Except mine own name: That fome whirl-wind bear He couples it to his complaining names: ; Now kifs, embrace, contend, do what you will. Luc. Madam, dinner is ready, and your father ftays. Luc. What, fhall thefe papers lye like tell-tales here? Jul. If thou refpect them, beft to take them up. Luc. Nay, I was taken up for laying them down : Yet here they fhall not lye, for catching cold. Jul. I fee, you have a month's mind to them. H 4 [Exeunt. SCENE. Ant. SCENE, Anthonio's House. T ELL me, Panthion, what fad talk was that, Wherewith my brother held you in the cloifter? Pant. 'Twas of his nephew Protheus, your fon. Ant. Why, what of him? Pant. He wonder'd that your lordship Put forth their fons to feek preferment out: (5) He faid, that Protheus your fon was meet: Ant. Nor need'ft thou much importune me to that, And perfected by the fwift courfe of time: (5) Put forth their Sens] In Shakespear's Time, Voyages for the Discovery of the Weft-Indies were all in Vogue. And we find, in the Journals of Travellers of that Time, that the Sons of Noblemen, and of others of the best Quality in England, went commonly on thofe Adventures. To which prevailing Fafhion, 'tis evident, the Poet frequently alludes in this Play; not without high Commendations of it. Mr. Warburton. Attends |