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Sped. Item, the doth talk in her feep.
Lawn. It's no matter for that, fo the feep not in her talk,
Speed. Item, she is now in words

Laun. O villain! that set down among her vices! 'to be flow in words is a woman's only virtde: I pray thee, out with's, and place it for her chief virtve.

Speed. hem, she is proud 9; 14,4

Laun, Out with that too sy it was Eve's legacy, and cannot be ta'en from her.

Speed Item, the hath no-teeth.

Laun. I care not for that neither, because I love crufts.

Speed. Item, she is curit.
Laun. Well, the best is, the hath no teeth to bite.
Speed. Item, she will often praise her liquor.
Laun. If her liquor be good, she shall, if she will not,
will; for good things should be praised.
Speed. Item, she is too liberal.

Laun. Of her tongue she cannot, for that's writ down, fe is flow of; of her purse she shall not, for shatl'H keep that; now of another

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Speedo Item, she hath more hairs than wit, and more faults than hairs, and more got mine, twice or thrice in that article. Rehearle that

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Speed. Item, she hath more hair than wit.

Laun. More hair than wit, it may be; -\'ll prove it: the cover of the sale hides the salt, and therefore it is more than the falt; the hair, that covers the wit, is more than the wit ; for the greater hides the less. What's next ?

Speed And more faults than hairs.
Laun. That's monstrous; oh, that that were out!
Speed. And more wealth than faults:

Laun. Why, that word makes the faults gracious : well, I'll have her; and if. it be a match, as nothing is impossible


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Laun, Why..then will I tell thee, that thy mafter days for thee at the north gate...) 127 Speed. For med

Laun. For thee : ay; who art thond he hath staid for a better man than thee...

do Speed. And muft I go to him

Laun. Thou must run to him, for thou haft staid to long, that going will scarce serve the turn.

Speed. Why didit not tell me fooner i pox on your love-letters!!!

Laun. Now will he be swing'd for reading my letter: an unmannerly flave, that will thrust himself into fecrets. I'll after, to rejoice in the boy's correction. (Exeunt.

Enter Duke and Thurio, noin 5. Ya Duke. Sir Tburio, fear not, but that she will love you, Now, Valentine is banish'd from her fight.

Thu. Since his exile she hath delpis'd me moft,
Forsworn my company, and rail'd at me,
That I am desperate of obtaining her,

Duke. This weak imprefs of love is as a figure
Trenched in ice, which with an hour's heat
Diffolves to water, and doth lose his form.
A little time will melt her frozen thoughts..
And worthlefs Valentine thall be forgot.

Enter Protheus.
How now, Sir Protheus? Is your countryman,
According to our proclamation, gone?

Pro. Gone, my good lord.
Duke. My daughter takes his going heavily.
Pro. A little time, my lord,

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Duke. So I believe; but Thurio thinks not fo.
Protheus, the good conceit I hold of thee,
(For thou haft hown some sign of good desert)
Makes me the better to confer with thee.

Pro. Longer than I prove loyal to your Grace, Let me not liye to look upon your Grace.


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Duke. Thou know'ft how willingly. I would effect The match between Sir Thurio and my daughter., ális

Pro. I do, my lord.

Duke. And also, I do think, thou art snot ignorant." How the opposes her against my willa sa

Pro. She did, my lord, when Valentine was here in

Duke. Ay, and perverfely the perfeveres fo.
What might we do to make the girl
The love of Valensine, land love Sir Thuriar: 151

Proo The beft way is to slander Valentine
With falfhood, cowardice, and poor defcent: Wed
Three things, that women highly hold in

Duke. Ay, but she'l think, that it is spoke in hater,
**Pro Ay, if hisoenemy deliver it :: taistele
Therefore it muft, with circumstance, be spoken
By one, whom the esteemeth as his friend.

Duke, Then you must undertake to flander him.

Pro. And that, my lord, I shall be loth: to do;
'Tis an ill office for a gentleman

against his very friend.
Duke. Where your good word cannot advantage him,
Your Nander never can endamage him;
Therefore the office is indifferent,
Being intreated to it by your friend.

Pro. You have prevaild, my lord: if I can do it,
By aught that I can speak in his dispraise,
She shall not long continue love to him.
But fay, this weed her love from Valentine,
It follows not, that she will love Sir I burio..

Thu. Therefore as you unwind her love from him,
Left it should ravel, and be good to none,
You must provide to bottom it on me:
Which must be done, by praising me as much
As you in worth difpraise Sir Valentine,

Duke. And, Protheus, wę dare trust you in this kind,
Because we know, on Valentine's report,
You are already love's firm votary ;
And cannot foon revolt and change your mind.
Upon this warrant, fhall you have access,
Where you with Silvia may confer at large:

For she is lampith, heavy, melancholy,
And, for your friend's fake, will be glad of you;
Where you may temper her, by your perfuafion,
To hate young Valentine, and love my friend.

Pro. As much as I can do, I will effect,
But you, Sir Tbirio, are not sharp enough; ***
You must lay lime, to tangle her defires,
By wailful fonnets, whofe composed thimes 3
Should be full fraught with serviceable vows.

Duke. Much is the force of heav'n-bred poesy.

Pro. Say, that upon the altar of her beauty You facrifice your tears, your fighs, your heart: Write, 'till your ink be dry; and with Moist it again; and frame fome feeling line, toets That may discover fach integrity: il For Orpheus' lute was ftrung with poets' finews Whose golden touch could foften steel and itones, Make tygers tame, and bage Leviathans Forfake unfounded deeps, to dance on fands. After your dire-lamenting elegies; tu! Vifit by night your lady's chamber-window With lome sweet confort: to their instruments 1 v Tune a deploring dump; the night's dead filence Y Will well become such fweet complaining grievance. This or else nbthing, will inherit her.

Duke. This discipline shews, thou baft been in love. :s

Thu. And thy advice this night Pll put in practice, , Therefore, sweet Protheus, my direction-giver, is TA Let us into the city presently

311011 To fort fome gentlemen well skill'd in musick ; isit: io I have a sonnet, that will serve the turn, To give the onset: to thy good advice.

Duke. About it, gentlemen.

Pro. We'll wait upon your Grace, 'till after supper; And afterwards determine our proceedings.

Duke. Ev’n dow about it. I will pardon you. [Exeunt.

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SCENE, A Forest, leading towards Mantua.

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1 OUT-L AW. ELLOWS, stand faft: I fee a passenger, 2 Out. If there be ten, shrink not, but down with em.

Enter Valentine and Speed. 3 Oxt. Stand, Sir, and throw us what you have about you; if not, we'll make you, Sir, and rifle yoy. ..

Speed. Sir, we are undone; these are the villains, that all the travellers do fear so much.

Val. My friends, i Out. That's not fo, Sir; we are your enemies. 2 Out. Peace; we'll hear him. ;. 3 Out. Ay,' by my beard, will we; for he is a proper

Val. Then know, that I have little wealth to lose : A man I am, cross'd with adversity ;


of which if you should here disfurnish me,
You take the fum and subftance that I have.

2 Out. Whither travel "you
Val. To Verona.
1. Out. Whence came you?
Pal. From Milan.
3 Ont. Have you long fojourn'd there!

Val. Some sixteen months; and longer might have staid, If crooked fortune had not thwarted me.

Í Out. What, were you bánfh'd thence ?
Val. I was.

My riches are there

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