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Pro. How! Julia!
0, 'tis the curse in love, and still approv'd,' When women cannot love where they're belov'd.
Jul. Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths,
Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's Ard entertain'd them deeply in her heart: How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root!' O Proteus, let this habit make thee blush!
Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love,
For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy Be thou asham'd, that I have took upon me
Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths
It is the lesser blot, modesty finds,
Women to change their shapes, than men their
Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou hadst two,
Pro. Than men their minds? 'tis true: 0
But constant, he were perfect: that one error
All men but Proteus.
Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or love;
(For such is a friend now,) treacherous man! Thou hast beguil'd my hopes; nought but mine
Could have persuaded me: Now I dare not say
I am sorry, I must never trust thee more,
Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleas'd;
Pro. How! let me see:
[Shows another ring.
Jul. And Julia herself did give it me; And Julia herself hath brought it hither.
Inconstancy falls off, ere it begins:
(1) Felt, experienced. (2) Direction.
Val. Come, come, a hand from either:
Jul. And I have mine.
Enter Out-laws, with Duke and Thurio.
Thu. Yonder is Silvia; and Silvia's mine.
Come not within the measure of my wrath:
Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I;
Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou
To make such means for her as thou hast done,
Jul. O me, unhappy!
Pro. Look to the boy. Val. Why, boy! why, wag! how now? what is the matter? Look up; speak. Jul. O good sir, my master charg'd me Thou art a gentleman, and well deriv'd; To deliver a ring to madam Silvia; Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her. Which, out of my neglect, was never done. Val. I thank your grace; the gift hath made me Pro. Where is that ring, boy? happy.
Here 'tis: this is it. [Gives a ring.
I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake,
Are men endued with worthy qualities;
(4) Length of my sword. (5) Interest.
With triumphs,' mirth, and rare solemnity.
Val. And, as we walk along, I dare be bold With our discourse to make your grace to smile: What think you of this page, my lord?
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 fortun'd.Come, Proteus; 'tis your penance, but to hear The story of your loves discovered: That done, our day of marriage shall be yours; One feast, one house, one mutual happiness.
(1) Masks, revels.
In this play there is a strange mixture of know ledge and ignorance, of care and negligence. The versification is often excellent, the allusions are learned and just; but the author conveys his heroes by sea from one inland town to another in the same country: he places the emperor at Milan, and sends his young men to attend him, but never mentions him more; he makes Proteus, after an interview with Silvia, say he has only seen her picture: and, if we may credit the old copies, he has, by mistaking places, left his scenery inextricable. The reason of all this confusion seems to be, that he took his story from a novel which he sometimes followed and sometimes forsook; sometimes rcmembered, and sometimes forgot.
That this play is rightly attributed to Shakspeare, I have little doubt. If it be taken from hom, to whom shall it be given? This question may be asked of all the disputed plays, except Titus Andronicus; and it will be found more credible, that Shakspeare might sometimes sink below his highest flights, than that any other should rise up to his lowest. JOHNSON.
Shal. Ay, cousin Slender, and cust-alorum.2 Slen. Ay, and ratolorum too; and a gentleman born, master parson; who writes himself armigero; in any bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, migero.
Shal. Ay, that we do; and have done any time these three hundred years.
Slen. 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
Eva. It is petter that friends is the sword, and end it: and there is also another device in my
SIR Hugh, persuade me not; I will make a Star-with it: there is Anne Page, which is daughter to chamber matter of it: if he were twenty Sir John master George Page, which is pretty virginity. Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, esSlen. Mistress Anne Page? She has brown hair quire. and speaks small like a woman.
Slen. In the county of Gloster, justice of peace, and coram.
Eva. It is that fery person for all the 'orld, as just as you will desire; and seven hundred pounds upon his death's-bed (Got deliver to a joyful resurof monies, and gold, and silver, is her grandsire, rections!) give, when she is able to overtake sevenar-teen years old: it were a goot motion, if we leave between master Abraham, and mistress Anne our pribbles and prabbles, and desire a marriage Page.
Shal. It is an old coat.
Eva. The dozen white louses do become an old coat well; it agrees well, passant: it is a familiar beast to man, and signifies-love.
Shal. The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is
an old coat.
Slen. I may quarter, coz?
Shal. You may, by marrying,
Era. It is marring indeed, if he quarter it.
Robin, page to Falstaff.
Mrs. Anne Page, her daughter, in love with Fenton.
Servants to Page, Ford, &c.
Scene, Windsor; and the parts adjacent.
Eva. It is not meet the council hear a riot; there is no fear of Got in a riot: the council, look you, shall desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to hear riot; take your vizaments in that.
Shal. Ha! o' my life, if I were young again, the sword should end it.
Eva. Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, is goot gifts.
Eva. Shall I tell you a lie? I do despise 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, I beseech you, be ruled by your well-willers. What, hoa! Got pless your house here! will peat the door [knocks] for master Page.
Eva. Yes, py'rs 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 unto you, I am of the church, and will be glad to do my benevolence, to make atonements and compromises
Shal. The council shall hear it; it is a riot.
(1) A title formerly appropriated to chaplains. (2) Custos rotulorum.
Page. Who's there?
Eva. Here is Got's plessing, and your friend, and justice Shallow and here young master Slen
(3) By our. (4) Court of star-chamber (5) Advisement. (6) Soft.