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The Two Gentlemen of Verona

Act IV, Scene 4

The same.
 
[Enter LAUNCE, with his his Dog]
 
LAUNCE
When a man's servant shall play the cur with him, look you, it goes hard: one that I brought up of a puppy; one that I saved from drowning, when three or four of his blind brothers and sisters went to it. I have taught him, even as one would say precisely, thus I would teach a dog. I was sent to deliver him as a present to Mistress Silvia from my master; and I came no sooner into the dining-chamber but he steps me to her trencher and steals her capon's leg: O, 'tis a foul thing when a cur cannot keep himself in all companies! I would have, as one should say, one that takes upon him to be a dog indeed, to be, as it were, a dog at all things. If I had not had more wit than he, to take a fault upon me that he did, I think verily he had been hanged for it; sure as I live, he had suffered for it; you shall judge. He thrusts me himself into the company of three or four gentlemanlike dogs under the duke's table: he had not been there--bless the mark!--a pissing while, but all the chamber smelt him. Out with the dog! says one: What cur is that? says another: Whip him out says the third: Hang him up says the duke. I, having been acquainted with the smell before, knew it was Crab, and goes me to the fellow that whips the dogs: Friend, quoth I, you mean to whip the dog? Aye, marry, do I, quoth he. You do him the more wrong, quoth I; 'twas I did the thing you wot of. He makes me no more ado, but whips me out of the chamber. How many masters would do this for his servant? Nay, I'll be sworn, I have sat in the stocks for puddings he hath stolen, otherwise he had been executed; I have stood on the pillory for geese he hath killed, otherwise he had suffered for it. Thou thinkest not of this now. Nay, I remember the trick you served me when I took my leave of Madam Silvia: did not I bid thee still mark me and do as I do? when didst thou see me heave up my leg and make water against a gentlewoman's farthingale? didst thou ever see me do such a trick?
 
[Enter PROTEUS and JULIA]
 
PROTEUS
         ,    2   ,         ,        ,           ,
      Sebas|tian is | thy name:| I like | thee well,
            ,        ,          ,         ,        ,        , ->
      And will | employ | thee in | some ser|vice pre||sently.
 
JULIA
           ,           ,           ,       2   ,
      In what | you please:| I'll do | what I can.
 
PROTEUS
          ,           ,         ,          ,        ,       ->
      I hope | thou wilt.| How now | you whor|eson pea||sant,
        ,         2      ,           ,      ,   ,
      Where | have you been | these two | days loi/tering?
 
LAUNCE
Marry, sir, I carried Mistress Silvia the dog you bade me.
 
PROTEUS
And what says she to my little jewel?
 
LAUNCE
Marry, she says your dog was a cur, and tells you currish thanks is good enough for such a present.
 
PROTEUS
But she received my dog?
 
LAUNCE
No indeed did she not: here have I brought him back again.
 
PROTEUS
What, didst thou offer her this from me?
 
LAUNCE
       ,             ,        ,      2     ,     2      ,
      Aye, sir:| the o|ther squir|rel was sto|len from me
                 ,   ,       ,            ,        ,
      By the / hangman's | boys in | the mar|ket place.
            ,       ,        ,          ,         ,      ,
      And then | I of|fered her | mine own,| who is | a dog  (hex with next)
          ,        ,         ,           ,       2      ,          ,      ->
      As big | as ten | of yours,| and there|fore the gift | the grea||ter.
 
PROTEUS
          ,           ,           ,        ,       ,
      Go get | thee hence,| and find | my dog | again,
           ,        ,       ,       ,        ,
      Or nere | return | again | into | my sight.
        ,       ,       ,              ,         ,
      Away,| I say:| stayst thou | to vex | me here;
          ,            ,         ,      ,             ,
      A slave,| that still | an end | turns me | to shame:
         ,    2   ,         ,       ,
      Sebas|tian, I | have en|tertained | thee,
      <-  ,     2     ,          ,         ,        ,
        Part||ly that I | have need | of such | a youth
      <-      ,            ,        ,        ,       ,         o
        That can || with some | discre|tion do | my bus||iness,
            ,         ,              ,   ,         ,
      For 'tis | no trus|ting to / yond foo|lish lout,
            ,        ,          ,     ,     2    ,
      But chief|ly, for | thy face,| and thy be|havior,
              ,       ,    ,       ,         ,
      Which^(if | my au|gury | deceive | me not)
       ,                ,        ,    ,              ,
      Witness | good* bring|ing up,| fortune,| and truth:
        ,           ,               ,       ,     ,          ->
      Therefore | know thou,| for this | I en|tertain || thee.
       ,    ,     2          ,           ,           ,
      Go | presently,| and take | this ring | with thee,
         ,      ,       ,      ,    ,
      Deli|ver it | to Ma|dam Sil|via:
            ,          ,       ,        ,       ,
      She loved | me well,| deli|vered it | to me.
 
JULIA
           ,           ,          ,         ,           x
      It seems | you loved | not her,| to leave | her token.
         2     ,        ,
      She is dead | belike?
 
PROTEUS
                                ,       ,           ,
                           Not so:| I think | she lives.
 
JULIA
        ,
      Alas.
 
PROTEUS
                  ,          ,      ,
            Why dost | thou cry | alas?
 
JULIA
         ,         ,          ,     ,
      I can|not choose | but pi|ty her.
 
PROTEUS
        T    T      T            ,     ,
      Wherefore shouldst | thou pi|ty her?  (hex with prev two)
 
JULIA
          ,          ,           ,           ,         ,
      Because | methinks | that she | loved^you | as well
          ,         ,          ,     ,    ,
      As you | do love | your la|dy Sil|via:
            ,          ,          ,        ,          ,
      She dreams | on him,| that has | forgot | her love,
           ,         ,           ,          ,           ,
      You dote | on her,| that cares | not for | your love.
            ,      ,            ,    ,      ,
      'Tis pi|ty love,| should be | so con|trary;
            ,        ,         ,         ,      ,
      And thin|king on | it, makes | me cry | alas.
 
PROTEUS
       __      ,               ,          ,       ,
      Well:| give her | that ring | and there|withal
            ,          ,           ,         ,        ,    2->
      This let|ter. That's | her cham|ber: Tell | my la||dy
          ,          ,      3   3       x       ,       o
      I claim | the pro|mise for her heaven|ly pic|ture.
            ,         ,          ,     ,  2       ,
      Your mes|sage done,| hie home | unto my | chamber,
              ,            ,         ,         ,     x
      Where thou | shalt find | me, sad | and so|litary.
 
[Exit]
 
JULIA
       ,    2     ,        ,          ,       ,
      How many | women | would do | such a | message?
        ,          ,    2     ,          ,       ,
      Alas | poor Pro|teus, thou | hast en|tertained
         ,        ,         ,        ,         ,
      A fox | to be | the shep|herd of | thy lambs;
        ,           ,     ,          ,     ,
      Alas,| poor fool,| why do | I pi|ty him
             ,         ,      ,        ,        ,
      That with | his ve|ry heart | despi|seth me?
          ,          ,      ,            ,       ,
      Because | he loves | her, he | despi|seth me;
          ,         ,     ,            ,     ,
      Because | I love | him I | must pi|ty him.
             ,        ,           ,        ,     2      ,
      This ring | I gave | him, when | he par|ted from me,
           ,         ,      ,       ,           ,
      To bind | him to | remem|ber my | good* will:
           ,       ,      ,      ,      ,
      And now | am I |(unhap|py mes|senger)
           ,           ,          ,          ,        ,
      To plead | for that,| which I | would not | obtain;
          ,       ,          ,     ,              ,
      To car|ry that,| which I | would have | refused;
            ,           ,           ,     ,                ,
      To praise | his faith,| which I | would have | dispraised.
      ,          ,          ,       ,        ,
      I am | my mas|ter's true-|confir|med love,
           ,     2     ,     ,         ,       ,
      But can|not be true | servant | to my | master,
          ,        ,       ,     ,               ,
      Unless | I prove | false trai/tor to | myself.
            ,       ,         ,         ,         ,     ->
      Yet will | I woo | for him,| but yet | so cold||ly
       ,      x          ,     2         ,               ,
      As |(heaven it | knows) I would | not have | him speed.
       ,      ,            ,        ,         ,        ,
      Gentle|woman,| good day:| I pray | you be | my mean
           ,          ,          ,           ,      ,    ,
      To bring | me where | to speak | with Ma|dam Sil|via. (hex with prev)
 
[Enter SILVIA, attended]
 
SILVIA
        ,           ,          ,             ,       ,
      What would | you with | her, if | that I | be she?
 
JULIA
          ,        ,       ,       ,           ,        2->
      If you | be she,| I do | entreat | your pa||tience
           ,         ,          ,        2       ,   ,
      To hear | me speak | the mes|sage I am / sent on.
 
SILVIA
             ,
      From whom?
 
JULIA
                  ,        ,            ,    2    ,     ->
                From my | master,| Sir Pro|teus, ma||dam.
 
SILVIA
       ,        ,          ,       ,
      Oh:| he sends | you for | a pic|ture?
 
JULIA
      <- ,      ,    ->
        Aye,|| madam.
 
SILVIA
       ,         ,         ,         ,
      Ursu|la, bring | my pic|ture there,
       ,              ,        ,      ,              ,
      Go, give^|your ma|ster this:| tell him | from me,
           ,  2     ,          ,           ,          ,
      One Ju|lia, that | his chan|ging thoughts | forget
             ,       ,          ,     2       ,     ,
      Would bet|ter fit | his cham|ber than this | shadow.
 
JULIA
       ,         ,             ,          ,       o
      Madam,| please you | peruse | this let|ter;
       ,            ,      ,         ,     ,
      Pardon | me (ma|dam) I | have un|advised
         ,        ,       ,    2     ,           ,
      Deli|vered you | a pa|per that I | should not:
        ,            ,       ,         ,     ,
      This is | the let|ter to | your la|dyship.
 
SILVIA
          ,          ,         ,         ,       ,
      I pray | thee let | me look | on that | again.
 
JULIA
          ,         ,         ,       ,       ,
      It may | not be:| good ma|dam, par|don me.
 
SILVIA
              ,  ->
      There hold:
          ,          ,      ,          ,           ,   ->
      I will | not look | upon | your mas||ter's lines:
          ,        2       ,            ,      ,       2->
      I know | they are stuffed | with prot|esta||tions
            ,     .  T    T     T            ,          ,
      And full | of new-found oaths,| which he | will break
          ,    ,      ,        ,         ,     ->
      As ea|sily | as I | do tear | his pa||per.
 
JULIA
       ,    2     ,           ,     ,           ,
      Ma|dam he sends | your la|dyship | this ring.
 
SILVIA
            ,      ,          ,               ,         ,
      The more | shame for | him, that | he sends | it me;
          ,          ,          ,        ,         ,
      For I | have heard | him say | a thou|sand times,
           ,  2    ,        ,     ,    2    ,
      His Ju|lia gave | it him | at his de|parture.
         T    T    T      ,    2            ,           ,
      Though his false | finger have | profaned | the ring,
        ,           ,    2       , 2     T   T    T
      Mine shall | not do his | Julia | so much wrong.
 
JULIA
             ,
      She thanks you.  ??
 
SILVIA
             ,
      What sayst thou?  ??
 
JULIA
          ,          ,        ,         ,       ,
      I thank | you ma|dam, that | you ten|der her:
               x    ,          ,         ,           ,
      Poor* gentle|woman,| my mas|ter wrongs | her much.
 
SILVIA
        ,         ,
      Dost thou know her?   ??
 
JULIA
       ,            ,       ,        ,        ,
      Almost | as well | as I | do know | myself.
           ,       ,          ,       ,        ,
      To think | upon | her woes | I do | protest
           ,          ,       ,        ,         ,
      That I | have wept | a hun|dred se|veral times.
 
SILVIA
          ,           ,           ,    2    ,         ,        2->
      Belike | she thinks | that Pro|teus hath | forsook || her.
 
JULIA
          ,           ,           ,           ,         ,      ->
      I think | she doth;| and that's | her cause | of sor||row.
 
SILVIA
       ,      2     ,         ,
      Is | she not pas|sing fair?  ??
 
JULIA
            ,           ,       ,        ,         ,
      She hath | been fair|er (ma|dam) than | she is;
            ,          ,         ,        ,           ,
      When she | did think | my mas|ter loved | her well;
       ,             ,         ,         ,        ,
      She, in | my judg|ment, was | as fair | as you.
            ,          ,        ,          ,         ,
      But since | she did | neglect | her loo|king-glass
            ,          ,      ,         ,      ,
      And threw | her sun-|expel|ling mask | away,
           ,            ,           ,      ,          ,
      The air | hath starved | the ro|ses in | her cheeks
             ,           ,      ,        ,         ,
      And pinched | the li|ly-tinc|ture of | her face,
            ,         ,       ,         ,        ,
      That now | she is | become | as black | as I.
 
SILVIA
            ,       ,
      How tall was she?   ??
 
JULIA
         ,     ,  ,                  ,      ,
      About | my sta/ture: for | at Pen|tecost,
            ,         ,         ,       ,             ,
      When all | our pa|geants of | delight | were played,
            ,          ,        ,         ,         ,
      Our youth | got me | to play | the wo|man's part,
          ,          ,          ,      ,   2     ,
      And I | was trimmed | in Ma|dam Ju|lia's gown,
               ,       2    ,        ,      T     T   T
      Which served | me as fit,| by all | men's judgments,
          ,        ,        ,           ,         ,
      As if | the gar|ment had | been made | for me:
        ,             ,     ,    2    T   T    T
      Therefore | I know | she is a|bout my height.
           ,          ,        ,          ,       ,
      And at | that time | I made | her weep | agood,
          ,    ,    ,          ,          ,
      For I | did play / a la|menta|ble part.
        ,            ,    ,     ,       ,
      (Madam)| 'twas A|riad|ne pas|sioning
           ,    2    ,     ,    .   T  T     T
      For The|seus' per|jury,| and unjust flight;
            ,        ,      ,       ,         ,
      Which I | so live|ly ac|ted with | my tears:
                  ,   ,          ,       ,       ,
      That my / poor mis|tress, mov|ed there|withal,
        ,   ,                ,         ,          ,
      Wept bit/terly;| and would | I might | be dead
         ,         ,            ,         ,     ,      ->
      If I | in thought | felt^not | her ve|ry sor||row.
 
SILVIA
       ,      2   ,        ,          ,        ,
      She | is behol|ding to | thee (gen|tle youth).
        ,           ,      ,     ,          ,
      Alas |(poor* la|dy) de|solate | and left;
          ,        ,         ,       ,          ,
      I weep | myself | to think | upon | thy words.
        T    T      T       2     ,         ,           ,
      Here youth: there | is my purse;| I give | thee this
         2      ,      ,            ,        ,            ,               ,
      For thy sweet | mistress' | sake, be|cause thou | lovst her.| Farewell.
 
[Exit SILVIA, with attendants]
 
JULIA
           ,            ,            x         ,          ,        o
      And she | shall thank | you for it,| if ere | you know | her.  (hex with prev)
         ,           x     ,       ,          ,   2
      A vir|tuous gentle|woman,| mild and | beautiful.
          ,        ,          ,          ,         ,
      I hope | my mas|ter's suit | will be | but cold,
             ,         ,         ,           ,         ,
      Since^she | respects | my mis|tress' love | so much.
        ,          ,         ,        ,        ,
      Alas,| how love | can tri|fle with | itself:
        ,            ,         ,        ,        ,
      Here is | her pic|ture: let | me see,| I think
         ,         ,        ,           ,         ,
      If I | had such | a tire,| this face | of mine
             ,         ,       ,        ,         ,
      Were full | as love|ly, as | is this | of hers:
           ,          ,        ,         ,         x
      And yet | the pain|ter flat|tered her | a little,
          ,        ,        ,        ,           ,
      Unless | I flat|ter with | myself | too* much.
       ,       2      ,          ,        ,         ,
      Her hair* is | auburn*,| mine is | perfect | yellow:
           ,        ,         ,           ,         ,
      If that | be all | the dif|ference in | his love,
            ,         ,       ,        ,    ,
      I'll get | me such | a co|lored per|iwig.
            ,          ,         ,          ,         ,
      Her eyes | are grey | as glass,| and so | are mine:
       ,      2        T   T     T           ,          ,
      Aye, but her | forehead's low,| and mine's | as high:
        ,               ,         ,        ,         ,
      What should | it be | that he | respects | in her
          ,         ,        ,        ,       ,
      But I | can make | respec|tive in | myself?
                  ,    ,          ,        ,       ,
      If this / fond Love,| were not | a blin|ded god?
             ,         ,          ,          ,       ,
      Come* sha|dow, come | and take | this sha|dow up,
            ,         ,      ,          ,          ,
      For 'tis | thy ri|val: O | thou sense|less form,
             ,         ,              ,       ,             ,
      Thou shalt | be wor|shipped, kissed,| loved, and | adored;
            ,            ,         ,      ,    ,
      And were | there sense | in his | ido|latry,
          ,            ,         ,       ,         ,
      My sub|stance should | be sta|tue in | thy stead.
            ,           ,       ,         ,           ,
      I'll use | thee kind|ly, for | thy mis|tress' sake
             ,        ,        ,         ,       ,
      That used | me so:| or else | by Jove,| I vow,
      ,                   ,        ,            ,        ,
      I should | have scratched | out your | unsee|ing eyes
           ,        ,       ,         ,           ,
      To make | my mas|ter out | of love | with thee.
 
[Exit]

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