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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 Valentinus in the emperor's court; What maintenance he from his friends receives, Like exhibition a 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. 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.
[Exeunt 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,
Hath he excepted most against my love. • 0, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day;
Pro. Why, this it is! my heart accords thereto;
Enter VALENTINE and SPÉLD.
Speed. Madam Silvia! madam Silvia!
Speed. Your worship, sir; or else I mistook.
Speed. Marry, by these special marks : First, you have learned, like sir Proteus, 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 walked, to walk like one of the lions; when you fasted, it was presently after dinner; when you looked sadly, it was for want of money: and now you are metamorphosed with a mistress, that, when I look on you, I can hardly think you my master.
Val. Are all these things perceived in me?
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. · Val. But, tell me, dost thou know my lady Silvia?
Speed. She, that you gaze on so, as she sits at supper?
Val. Hast thou observed 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 favoured, sir ? .
Speed. That she is not so fair, as (of you) well favoured.
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. Mariy, sir, so painted, to make her fair, that no man counts of her beauty.
Val. How esteemest thou me? I account of her beauty.
Speed. You never saw her since she was deformed.
Val. I have loved her ever since I saw her; and still I see her beautiful.
Speed. If you love her, you cannot see her.
the bolder to chide you for yours
mine eyes; or your own had the lights they were wont to have, when you chid at sir Proteus for going ungartered!
Val. What should I see then?
Speed. Your own present folly, and her passing deformity : for he, being in love, could not see to garter his hose; and you, being in love, cannot see to put on your hose.
Val. Belike, boy, then you are in love; for last morning you could not see to wipe my shoes.
Speed. True, sir; I was in love with my bed: I thank you, you swingeds me for my love, which makes me the bolder to chide you for yours.
Val. In conclusion, I stand affected to her.
Speed. I would you were set; so, your affection would cease.
Val. Last night she enjoined me to write some lines to one she loves.
Speed. And have you? Val. I have. Speed. Are they not lamely writ? Val. No, boy, but as well as I can do them :Peace, here she comes.
Enter SILVIA. Speed. O excellent motion !6 O exceeding puppet! . now will he interpret to her.
Val. Madam and mistress, a thousand good-morrows.
Speed. O, 'give you good even! here's a million of inanners.
6 A puppet show..