Pro. She says, it is a fair one. Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies: my face is black. Pro. But pearls are fair; and the old saying is, Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes. Jul. 'Tis true, such pearls as put out ladies' eyes; For I had rather wink than look on them. [Aside. The. How likes she my discourse? Pro. Ill, when you talk of war. Thu. But well, when I discourse of love and peace? Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your peace. Thu. What says she to my valour? [Aside. Pro. 0, Sir, she makes no doubt of that. Jul. She needs not, when she knows it cowardice. [Aside. Thu. What says she to my birth? Pro. That you are well derived. Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool. The. Considers she my possessions? Pro. 0, ay; and pities them. Thu. Wherefore? [Aside. Jul. That such an ass should owe them. [Aside. Pro. That they are out by lease. Jul. Here comes the duke. Enter DUKE. These are my mates, that make their wills their law, Enter PROTEUS, SILVIA and JULIA. happy. Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your pre[Aside. sence. Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion, I would have been a breakfast to the beast, Duke. How now, Sir_ Proteus? how now, Thurio? Rather than have false Proteus rescue me. Which of you saw Sir Eglamour of late? Thu. Not I. Pre. Nor I. Duke. Why, then she's fled unto that peasant VaAnd Eglamour is in her company. [lentine; Tis true; for friar Laurence met them both, At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was not: Be patient, we must bring you to our captain. 1 Out. Where is the gentleman that was with her? 3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath out-run us, Bat Moyses, and Valerius, follow him. Go thou with her to the west end of the wood, 1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's Fear not; he bears an honourable mind, Aad will not use a woman lawlessly. [cave: Sil. O Valentine, this I endure for thee! [Exeunt. SCENE IV.-Another Part of the Forest. Fal. How use doth breed a habit in a man! Then gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain!at halloing, and what stir, is this to-day? O, heaven be judge, how I love Valentine, Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to death, Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou hadst two, Pro. In love, Who respects friend? Sil. All men but Proteus. Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words Can no way change you to a milder form, I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end; And love you 'gainst the nature of love, force you. Sil. O heaven! Pro. I'll force thee yield to my desire. Val. Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch; Thou friend of an ill fashion? Pro. Valentine! Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or love; (For such is a friend now,) treacherous man! Thou hast beguiled my hopes; nought but mine eye Could have persuaded me: now I dare not say I have one friend alive thou wouldst disprove me. I am sorry, I must never trust thee more, I tender it here: I do as truly suffer, As e'er I did commit. Val. Then I am paid; And once again I do receive thee honest :- Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleased; Felt, experienced. Pro. How! let me see: Why this is the ring I gave to Julia. Jul. 0, cry you mercy, Sir, I have mistook; This is the ring you sent to Silvia. [Shews another ring. Pro. But, how cam'st thou by this ring? at my deI gave this unto Julia. [part Jul. And Julia herself did give it me; And Julia herself hath brought it hither. Pro. How! Julia? Jul. Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths, And entertain'd' them deeply in her heart: How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root! + It is the lesser blot, modesty finds, Women to change their shapes, than men their minds. Pro. Than men their minds! 'tis true: O heaven! Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I; I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine, I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake, Duke. I grant it, for thine own, whate'er it be. Duke. Thou hast prevail'd: I pardon them, and thee; Dispose of them, as thou know'st their deserts, Val. And, as we walk along, I dare be bold Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him; he blushes. Val. I warrant you, my lord; more grace than boy. Duke. What mean you by that saying? Val. Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along, That you will wonder, what hath fortuned,Come, Proteus; 'tis your penance, but to hear The story of your loves discovered: That done, our day of marriage shall be yours; SCENE I.-Windsor.-Before PAGE's House. Enter Justice SHALLOW, SLENDER, and Sir* HUGH Esquire. EVANS. Shal. Ha! o' my life, if I were young again, the sword should end it. Eva. It is petter that friends is the sword, and end it: and there is also another device in my prain, which, peradventure, prings goot discretions with it there is Anne Page, which is daughter to and speaks small like a woman. Shal. Sir Hugh, persuade me not, I will make a migero. Shal. Ay, that we do; and have done any time these three hundred years. Sten. All his successors, gone before him, have done't; and all his ancestors, that come after him, may: they may give the dozen white luces in their coat. Shal. It is an old coat. Eta. The dozen white louses do become an old coat well; it agrees well, passant: it is a familar beast to man, and signifies-love. Shal. The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is Shal. You may, by marrying. Era. Yes, py'r i-lady: if he has a quarter of your coat, there is but three skirts for yourself, in my simple conjectures: but that is all one: if Sir John Falstaff have committed disparagements upon you, I am of the church, and will be glad to do my beneTolence, to make atonements and compromises be tween you. Shal. The council shall hear it; it is a riot. Eva. It is not meet the council hear a riot; there no fear of Got in a riot; the council, look you, shall desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to hear rot; take your vizaments || in that. A title formerly appropriated to chaplains. + Custos rotulorum. By our. Court of Star-chamber. Advisement. master Abraham and mistress Anne Page. Shal. Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred pound? Eva. Ay, and her father is make her a petter penny. Shal. I know the young gentlewoman; she has good gifts. Eva. Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, is good gifts. Shal. Well, let us see honest master Page: Is Falstaff there? Eva. Shall I tell you a lie? I do despsie a liar, as I do despise one that is false; or as I despise one that is not true. The knight, Sir John, is there; and, will peat the door [knocks] for master Page. What, I beseech you be ruled by your well-willers. I hoa? Got pless your house here! Enter PAGE. |