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Pant. I think, your lordship is not ignorant,
Ant. I know it well.
Ant. I like thy counsel: well hast thou advised:
Ant. Good company; with them shall Proteus go: And, in good time, -now will we break with him.
Ant. How now ? what letter are you reading there?
Pro. May't please your lordship, 'tis a word or two Of commendations sent from Valentine, Delivered 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 beloved
1 i. e. break the matter to him.
And daily graced by the emperor;
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 resolved, that thou shalt spend some time With Valentinus 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;
[Exeunt Ant. and Pant. Pro. Thus have I shunned the fire, for fear of
burning; And drenched me in the sea, where I am drowned : I feared to show my father Julia's letter, Lest he should take exceptions to my love ; And with the vantage of mine own excuse Hath he excepted most against my love. O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day;
1 i. e. wonder not.
2 Exhibition is allowance of money; it is still used in the universities for a stipend.
Pro. Why, this it is! my heart accords thereto; And yet a thousand times it answers, no. [Exeunt.
АСТ II. SCENE I. Milan. A Room in the Duke's Palace.
Enter VALENTINE and SPEED. Speed. Sir, your glove. Val. Not mine; my gloves are on. Speed. Why then this may be yours, for this is
Speed. Madam Silvia! madam Silvia!
slow. Val. Go to, sir; tell me, do you know madam
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 robinred-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 Hollowmas. You were wont, when you laughed, 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.
1 On and one were anciently pronounced alike, and frequently writ
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-favored, sir?
Speed. That she is not so fair, as (of you) wellfavored.
Val. I mean, that her beauty is exquisite, but her favor infinite.
Speed. That's because the one is painted, and the other out of all count.
1 To take diet is to be under a regimen for a disease.
2 The feast of All-hallows, or Åll Saints, at which time the poor in Staffordshire go froin parish to parish a souling, as they call it; i. e. beg. ging and puling, for soul cakes, and singing what they call the souler's song.
Val. How painted ? and how out of count?
Speed. Marry, sir, so painted to make her fair, that no man counts of her beauty.
Val. How esteem'st 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. Val. Why? Speed. Because love is blind. O, that you had mine eyes; or your own eyes 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
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 swinged 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. No, boy, but as well as I can do them :-
1 Going ungartered is enumerated by Rosalind as one of the undoubted marks of love, in As You Like It, iii. 2. 2 Set, for seated, in opposition to stand in the preceding line.
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