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Milan. Outside the DUKE's palace, under SILVIA's chamber.
[Enter PROTEUS]
PROTEUS
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Alrea|dy have I | been false | to Val|entine,
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And now | I must | be as | unjust | to Thu||rio,
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und|er the col|or of | commend|ing him,
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I have / access | my own | love to | prefer.
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But Silv|ia is too | fair, too*| true, too*|
holy,
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To be | corrupt|ed with / my worth|less gifts;
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When I | protest | true loy/alty | to her,
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She twits | me with | my false|hood* to | my
friend;
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When to | her beaut|y I | commend | my vows,
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She bids | me think | how I | have been |
forsworn
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In break|ing faith | with Jul|ia, whom | I loved;
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And not|withstand|ing all | her sud|den quips,
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The least | whereof | would quell | a lov|er's
hope:
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Yet (span|iel-like)| the more | she spurns | my
love,
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The more | it grows,| and fawn|eth on | her
still;
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But here | comes^Thur|io: now | must^we | to her
win||dow, ??
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And give | some^eve|ning mus|ic to | her ear.
[Enter THURIO and Musicians]
THURIO
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How now,| Sir Prot|eus, are | you crept | before
us?
PROTEUS
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Aye gentle Thur|io, for | you know | that love
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Will creep | in serv|ice, where | it can|not go.
THURIO
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Aye, but | I hope,| sir, that you | love not
here.
PROTEUS
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Sir, but | I do:| or else | I would | be hence.
THURIO
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Who, Sil/via?
PROTEUS
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Aye*, Silv|ia, for / your sake.
THURIO
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I thank | you for | your own:| Now gent|lemen
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Let's tune | and to | it lust|ily | awhile.
[Enter, at a distance, Host, and JULIA in boy's clothes]
HOST
Now, my young guest; methinks you're allycholly; I pray you why is it?
JULIA
Marry (mine host) because I cannot be merry.
HOST
Come, we'll have you merry: I'll bring you where you shall hear music, and
see the gentleman that you asked for.
JULIA
But shall I hear him speak.
HOST
Aye that you shall.
JULIA
That will be music.
[Music plays]
HOST
Hark, hark.
JULIA
Is he among these?
HOST
Aye: but peace, let's hear 'em.
SONG
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Who is | Silvia?| what is | she?
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That | all our | swains com|mend her?|
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Holy,| fair, and | wise is | she,
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The | heaven such | grace did | lend her,|
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That she | might ad|mired | be.
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Is she | kind as | she is | fair?
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For | beauty | lives with | kindness:|
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Love doth | to her | eyes re|pair,
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To | help him | of his | blindness:|
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And be|ing helped,| inhab|its there.
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Then to | Silvia,| let us | sing,
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That | Silvia | is ex|celling;|
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She ex|cels each | mortal | thing
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U|pon the | dull earth^|dwelling,
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To her | let us | garlands | bring.
HOST
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How now?| Are you sad|der than | you were |
before;
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How do | you, man?| The mus|ic likes | you not.
JULIA
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You mistake:| the musi|cian likes | me not.
HOST
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Why, my || pretty | youth?
JULIA
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He | plays false (fath|er).
HOST
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How,|| out of | tune on | the strings.
JULIA
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Not so:| but yet
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So false | that he grieves | my ve|ry
heart-|strings.
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You || have a | quick ear.
JULIA
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Aye,| I would | I were deaf: It makes | me have | a slow | heart.
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HOST
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I per|ceive you | delight | not in | music.
JULIA
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Not a | whit,| when it / jars so.|
HOST
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Hark, what fine | change is | in the | music.
JULIA
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Aye: that | change is | the spite. \\
HOST
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You would | have them | always | play but | one | thing.
JULIA
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I would | always | have one^|play but | one
| thing. (hex with prev)
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But host,| doth this | Sir Prot|eus, that | we talk
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Often | resort | unto | this gent|lewom|an?
(hex with prev)
HOST
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I tell | you what | Launce his | man told me,
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He loved | her out | of all | nick.
JULIA
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Where* | is Launce?
HOST
Gone to seek his dog, which tomorrow, by his master's command, he must carry
for a present to his lady.
JULIA
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Peace,| stand a|side, the | compa|ny parts.
PROTEUS
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Sir Thur|io, fear | not you,| I will | so plead,
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That you | shall say,| my cun|ning drift |
excels.
THURIO
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Where meet | we?
PROTEUS
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At / Saint Greg|ory's well.
THURIO
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Farewell.
[Exeunt THURIO and Musicians. Enter SILVIA above]
PROTEUS
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Madam:| good ev|en to | your lad|yship.
SILVIA
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I thank | you for | your mus|ic (gent|lemen)
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Who is | that that | spake? \\
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One (la/dy) if | you knew | his pure heart's
truth,
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You would quick|ly learn | to know | him by
| his voice.
SILVIA
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Sir Prot|eus,| as I | take it.|
PROTEUS
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Sir Prot|eus (gentle | lady)| and your |
servant.
SILVIA
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What's your | will?
PROTEUS
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That | I may | compass | yours.
SILVIA
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You have | your wish:| my will | is ev|en this,
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That pres|ently | you hie | you home | to bed:
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Thou sub|tle, per|jured, false,| disloy|al man:
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Thinkst thou | I am so | shallow,| so
con|ceitless,
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To be | sedu|ced by | thy flat|tery,
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That hast | deceived | so ma|ny with | thy vows?
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Return,| return | and make | thy love | amends:
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For me |(by this / pale queen | of night | I
swear)
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I am | so far | from grant|ing thy | request,
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That I | despise | thee, for | thy wrong|ful
suit;
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And by | and by | intend | to chide | myself,
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Even | for this time | I spend | in talk|ing to
thee.
PROTEUS
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I grant (sweet* love)| that I did | love a |
lady,
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But she | is dead.
JULIA
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'Twere false,| if I | should speak it;
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For I | am sure | she is / not bur|ied.
SILVIA
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Say that | she be:| yet Val|entine | thy friend
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Survives;| to whom (thyself | art wit|ness)
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I || am be|trothed;| and art | thou not |
ashamed
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To wrong | him, with | thy im|portun|acy?
PROTEUS
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I like|wise^hear | that Val|entine | is dead.
SILVIA
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And so | suppose | am I;| for in | his grave
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Assure | thyself,| my love | is bur|ied.
PROTEUS
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Sweet lad|y, let | me rake | it from | the earth.
SILVIA
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Go to thy | lady's | grave and | call hers
thence,
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Or at | the least,| in hers,| sepul|cher thine.
JULIA
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He heard | not^that. \\
PROTEUS
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Madam:| if your | heart be | so ob/durate,
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Vouchsafe me^yet | your pic|ture for | my love,
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The pic|ture that is | hanging | in your |
chamber:
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To that | I'll speak,| to that | I'll sigh | and
weep:
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For since | the sub|stance^of | your per|fect
self
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Is else | devot|ed, I | am but a | shadow;
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And to your | shadow,| will I | make true love.
JULIA
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If 'twere | a substance you | would sure |
deceive it,
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And make | it but | a shad|ow, as / I am.
SILVIA
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I am ve|ry loath | to be | your id|ol sir;
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But since | your false|hood shall | become | you well
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To worsh|ip shad|ows, and a//dore false shapes,
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Send to | me in the | morning,| and I'll | send
it:
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And so,| good* rest.
PROTEUS
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As wretch|es have / orenight
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That wait | for ex|ecu|tion in | the morn.
[Exeunt PROTEUS and SILVIA severally]
JULIA
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Host, will | you go? \\
HOST
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By my | hali|dom, I | was fast | asleep.
JULIA
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Pray you,| where lies Sir | Prote|us?
HOST
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Marry,| at my | house: \\
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Trust me,| I think
|'tis al|most day.|
JULIA
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Not so:| but it | hath been | the long|est night
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That ere | I watched,| and the / most heav|iest.
[Exeunt]