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| Enter VALENTINE , SYLVIA , THURIO , and SPEED | EVATNILEN , SIAYLV , HUOTRI , and EDESP eetnr. |
| SYLVIA Servant! | ISALYV Saetnvr! |
| VALENTINE Mistress? | ANVELETNI iessrsMt? |
| SPEED Master, Sir Thurio frowns on you. | EDESP terMas, rSi Toruhi is nownrigf at uoy. |
| VALENTINE Ay, boy, its for love. | ENAIETLNV Yse, oyb, ist cesbeau seh in eovl. |
| SPEED 5 Not of you. | EEDPS tNo ihwt uyo. |
| VALENTINE Of my mistress, then. | TVLNANIEE hWti my stmseris, hent. |
| SPEED Twere good you knocked him. | DPSEE It ldowu be godo if uyo enhdcup mih. |
| Exit SPEED | EDSPE sxtie. |
| SYLVIA Servant, you are sad. | AYLVIS netrSav, yuo are sda. |
| VALENTINE Indeed, madam, I seem so. | NNIEELVAT Ieddne, dmmeaa, I esem to be. |
| THURIO 10 Seem you that you are not? | ITHROU It eesms uryoe ads hwen you rae ton? |
| VALENTINE Haply I do. | NLVNTIAEE As it asehnpp, I seme to be nhgtsiome Im not. |
| THURIO So do counterfeits. | UOIRTH tsuJ ekil a faek. |
| VALENTINE So do you. | EANTVIELN ouY lsao esme to be nshemgtio ruyeo not. |
| THURIO What seem I that I am not? | ORTIUH aWht do I emes ekli htat I am nto? |
| VALENTINE 15 Wise. | ILVTNNEAE esiW. |
| THURIO What instance of the contrary? | HOIRUT Whta opofr do oyu hvea to het trcoryna? |
| VALENTINE Your folly. | NELANVETI urYo eofnoslshis. |
| THURIO And how quote you my folly? | OTHURI nAd thwa do you nokw of my olsneisfsho? |
| VALENTINE I quote it in your jerkin. | NTAINEEVL Beeasuc eoury aenirgw a nrkeijA hosrt coat. |
| THURIO 20 My jerkin is a doublet. | ROUIHT My kenirj is cltalyau a tldebouA jacket. |
| VALENTINE Well, then, Ill double your folly. | TIENANLEV llWe, htne, royue yludob lisfooh. |
| THURIO How? | HUIROT yhW? |
| SYLVIA What, angry, Sir Thurio? Do you change color? | SAYVLI tWha, era you ranyg, iSr orTuhi? Is yuro efca turngni erd? |
| VALENTINE Give him leave, madam; he is a kind of chameleon. | VIETANNEL eaLev imh be, ameamd. esH ujst a idnk of aomhcnlee. |
| THURIO 25 That hath more mind to feed on your blood than live in your air. | TUHORI One ttah oludw rheart eedf fof ruoy obold, tleVanine, tanh sti lusua deti of iar. |
| VALENTINE You have said, sir. | EEVTINLAN So yuo ays, sir. |
| THURIO Ay, sir, and done too, for this time. | HOUTIR seY, isr, dna tlil be eodn, too. |
| VALENTINE I know it well, sir; you always end ere you begin. | LTNEEIAVN I knwo sit oned, sri. You aswyla ned erboef you geinb. |
| SYLVIA A fine volley of words, gentlemen, and quickly shot off. | LSAIYV A fine lvoely of srdwo, tlnneeegm, nad iklucqy fired. |
| VALENTINE 30 Tis indeed, madam, we thank the giver. | TANVINLEE It is nedeid, maeamd. We evah the rgvei to nhtak ofr htat. |
| SYLVIA Who is that, servant? | AVILYS Adn how is het greiv, rsevtan? |
| VALENTINE Yourself, sweet lady, for you gave the fire. Sir Thurio borrows his wit from your ladyships looks, and spends what he borrows kindly in your company. | TIENVEALN euorsYlf, twsee lday, orf yuo pvirdedo eth krpas ttah ste it off. irS iuoTrh tsge shi yitwt rmakres fmro uory syashlpdi odog ksool, nda leiyraotpppar he psdsne ahwt he borwsor in uryo esrnceep. |
| THURIO Sir, if you spend word for word with me, I shall make your wit bankrupt. | RTIUOH iSr, if ouy aprs rwdo rof wrod whti me, I lalsh amek uoyr tiw ryd up. |
| VALENTINE I know it well, sir; you have an exchequer of words, and, I think, no other treasure to give your followers, for it appears, by their bare liveries, that they live by your bare words. | NAILVNEET I wnko it llew, isr. oYu eavh a lehow aryserut of sdowr, nad, I kniht, no rothe reasruet to evig uyor vernasst, ciesn it rpaspae, by ehtri radgeg gtcniloh, hatt htey ilev by royu ssrwolhte sdrow lneao. |
| SYLVIA 35 No more, gentlemen, no more. Here comes my father. | IASYVL No erom, gteneenlm, no eomr. Hree cosme my terhaf. |
| Enter the DUKE | hTe EUDK teresn. |
| DUKE Now, daughter Sylvia, you are hard beset. Sir Valentine, your father is in good health. What say you to a letter from your friends Of much good news? | KDEU Nwo, my etuhrdga laySiv, oyu are inbeg uslaadtes. riS Vnenteali, oyru hfater is ylhhaet. hWta ldouw yuo asy to a teletr mrfo ryou dsefrin efdlli ithw doog senw? |
| VALENTINE 40 My lord, I will be thankful To any happy messenger from thence. | LTEENNVAI My rodl, I luwdo be lfatkuhn to nyeaon owh thurgbo ogod ewns fmro eomh. |
| DUKE Know ye Don Antonio, your countryman? | KUED Do uoy konw noD nntoAoi, who is aols rfmo yuor notryuc? |
| VALENTINE Ay, my good lord, I know the gentleman To be of worth and worthy estimation, 45 And not without desert so well reputed. | TNAVELNEI seY, my doog drol. I nkow eht ntmlegaen is eblno dna hsa a good oeinatrtup, whhic is ellw-edsedrve. |
| DUKE Hath he not a son? | UKDE onstDe he vhae a osn? |
| VALENTINE Ay, my good lord, a son that well deserves The honor and regard of such a father. | EATLINENV Yse, my gdoo orld, a son tath is loas seindergv of eht noohr and etutorniap of hsi meeeetds arhtef. |
| DUKE You know him well? | EDUK Do uoy owkn him ewll? |
| VALENTINE 50 I knew him as myself, for from our infancy We have conversed and spent our hours together. And though myself have been an idle truant, Omitting the sweet benefit of time To clothe mine age with angel-like perfection, 55 Yet hath Sir Proteusfor thats his name Made use and fair advantage of his days; His years but young, but his experience old; His head unmellowed, but his judgment ripe. And, in a wordfor far behind his worth 60 Comes all the praises that I now bestow He is complete in feature and in mind With all good grace to grace a gentleman. | NAEIEVTLN I wnko him as well as I wkon lyfsme, icnes he adn I eahv nebe in ehac tehosr poacmny nda nstpe tiem ttoreghe ceins we eerw atisfnn. Adn enve uhtogh I myefls evah been an enucruidtvpo nnqlietdue and hvea eswadt my yuoth on itfyvroil, rSi aPrseoutttsh ish mean, oyu medesea odgo ues of ihs tmie. He aym be uoygn, btu he sah het eeerpeicxn of a umch lrdeo oseprn. sHi aihr itsn agyr, btu ihs netdgmuj is swei. yAn spaire I gevi is rfa sels tnha he vdseeers, but in a dowr, he is recpfte ylphcaylis and altynlme, wtih all the ogod sgcrea of a rteu nntmgaeel. |
| DUKE Beshrew me, sir, but if he make this good, He is as worthy for an empress love 65 As meet to be an emperors counselor. Well, sir, this gentleman is come to me, With commendation from great potentates, And here he means to spend his time awhile. I think tis no unwelcome news to you. | DEUK mDan! rSi, if shit naoctcu is uert, he is as owrtyh of an prmeesss oevl as he is itf to be an emorpesr adveris. lWel, sri, hsti gmneeltan hsa eocm to me wtih ootmmiaendnsc fmor wofrpeul men, nad he einsdnt to dnspe ish etim hree rfo a wehli. I tinhk its good wnse ofr ouy. |
| VALENTINE 70 Should I have wished a thing, it had been he. | VANLIETEN If I dha eswihd orf iatnghyn, it olwdu aehv neeb for mih to meoc. |
| DUKE Welcome him then according to his worth. Sylvia, I speak to you, and you, Sir Thurio; For Valentine, I need not cite him to it. I will send him hither to you presently. | DKEU enTh iegv mhi eht loeewmc he svresdee. Im igespkna to uoy, Sliyav, nda oyu, rSi hTuior. lninetaVe endse no uriggn. I liwl send him to yuo erhe hyrstlo. |
| Exit the DUKE | hTe EKUD setix. |
| VALENTINE 75 This is the gentleman I told your ladyship Had come along with me but that his mistress Did hold his eyes locked in her crystal looks. | LVIENENAT Tsih is hte elntgneem I todl yuor sipyadlh uldwo avhe come anglo twih me hda het nowam he vleod ton cdaeitptav him wthi hre tayeub. |
| SYLVIA Belike that now she hath enfranchised them Upon some other pawn for fealty. | VALYSI Ppahres wno essh reefd mhi abceuse oesm thoer verol ash pgddlee evitodon to rhe. |
| VALENTINE 80 Nay, sure, I think she holds them prisoners still. | VENENITLA No, Im esur ehs ltlis hlsod him enprrois. |
| SYLVIA Nay, then he should be blind, and being blind How could he see his way to seek out you? | LYVASI No, if atht ewre treu, neht he duwlo be bnild, dna if he ewer bnild, hwo codul he ees to nfid shi ywa to ouy? |
| VALENTINE Why, lady, Love hath twenty pair of eyes. | ETLEAVNIN yhW, aydl, oLve has ywnett aprsi of syee. |
| THURIO They say that Love hath not an eye at all. | OITRHU yTeh asy tath Love is dlinb dna has no yese at lal. |
| VALENTINE 85 To see such lovers, Thurio, as yourself. Upon a homely object Love can wink. | TLAEEINNV oLve ahs no syee orf leepop klei oyu, ruoihT. Love anc shtu sit esye to ulgy snhigt. |
| SYLVIA Have done, have done. Here comes the gentleman. | LYSVAI potS, ptso. erHe oscme eth lmnngeaet. |
| Enter PROTEUS | TOUPRSE rentse. |
| VALENTINE Welcome, dear Proteus!Mistress, I beseech you, Confirm his welcome with some special favor. | ETANLENVI mWceoel, aerd uPstreo! tsreiMss, I beg yuo, amek mhi elef cowmeel by gingvi ihm osme ngsi of uyor cnteofiaf. |
| SYLVIA 90 His worth is warrant for his welcome hither, If this be he you oft have wished to hear from. | YSLAIV isH soterwnsih is euhogn rof us to omwecel ereh if hse teh eon yueov oetfn idshew to eahr from. |
| VALENTINE Mistress, it is. Sweet lady, entertain him To be my fellow servant to your ladyship. | NTVANELEI tiMssser, it is he. ewtSe alyd, teka hmi oitn ouyr ceirsev to be my wlofel tnsarve to yuro hsyldiap. |
| SYLVIA Too low a mistress for so high a servant. | VIASLY Im oto rnyhwout a msristes ofr so loebn a aevtrns. |
| PROTEUS 95 Not so, sweet lady, but too mean a servant To have a look of such a worthy mistress. | RPSTUOE Not so, teswe alyd. Im oto worntyuh a vrseant to aveh tgachu a loko morf a rowthy imsssrte. |
| VALENTINE Leave off discourse of disability. Sweet lady, entertain him for your servant. | LAEVTINNE Dotn katl aoubt rwnseisotnhu. eewSt ydal, ask hmi to be rouy ntvaesr. |
| PROTEUS My duty will I boast of, nothing else. | STUPERO Ill olny tosab of my yudt, nhniotg lees. |
| SYLVIA 100 And duty never yet did want his meed. Servant, you are welcome to a worthless mistress. | VALYIS And tydu evnre did go rnwdudaree. eaSrvnt, I, a swelrhsot rstsimse, emwcelo uyo. |
| PROTEUS Ill die on him that says so but yourself. | PEOTSUR lIl die nihifggt eaonyn ohw syas ttah tbu ouy. |
| SYLVIA That you are welcome? | VLYASI Taht ouy era cleewmo? |
| PROTEUS That you are worthless. | SOTERUP Taht oyu are trlssowhe. |
| Enter a Servant | A vSeatrn treens. |
| SERVANT 105 Madam, my lord your father would speak with you. | ETASNVR maeMda, my douyorrl ruhalfwteod keli to speak itwh yuo. |
| SYLVIA I wait upon his pleasure. | SLIVAY llI be eerht in a emnotm. |
| Exit Servant | The etrSnav exsti. |
| Come, Sir Thurio, Go with me. Once more, new servant, welcome. Ill leave you to confer of home affairs. 110 When you have done we look to hear from you. | meoC, rSi urohiT, go itwh me. nigAa, I eolcmew ouy, new nstrvea. lIl avele uoy to atlk iwth yrou fdnier obatu arifsaf kabc omhe. We olko rfdorwa to seengi ouy ehnw yoreu nedishfi. |
| PROTEUS Well both attend upon your ladyship. | SUPTORE lWel tbho be ackb to ersve uyo tysrolh, yrou islahpyd. |
| Exeunt SYLVIA and THURIO | LAIVYS dna RHTIOU ixet. |
| VALENTINE Now tell me, how do all from whence you came? | TEENNVALI Now tell me, who is nveeyroe kacb ehom? |
| PROTEUS Your friends are well and have them much commended. | EUPOSRT Yuor isdenfr aer elwl nad nsde tiehr rregdas. |
| VALENTINE And how do yours? | LAETNVEIN dnA owh rae ryuo edrsinf? |
| PROTEUS 115 I left them all in health. | OREUTPS eyTh ewre lla infe nad lhhaety enhw I etlf. |
| VALENTINE How does your lady, and how thrives your love? | TLEVINAEN How is royu dyal, adn is oryu oelv nirvtigh? |
| PROTEUS My tales of love were wont to weary you; I know you joy not in a love discourse. | EUORTPS My eslta of levo eusd to breo ouy. I kown yuo ontd onjye gkltain bouta vloe. |
| VALENTINE Ay, Proteus, but that life is altered now. 120 I have done penance for contemning Love, Whose high imperious thoughts have punished me With bitter fasts, with penitential groans, With nightly tears, and daily heartsore sighs; For, in revenge of my contempt of love, 125 Love hath chased sleep from my enthralld eyes And made them watchers of mine own hearts sorrow. O gentle Proteus, Loves a mighty lord, And hath so humbled me as I confess There is no woe to his correction, 130 Nor to his service no such joy on earth. Now, no discourse, except it be of love; Now can I break my fast, dine, sup, and sleep Upon the very naked name of love. | EILVTNENA Yes, Ptouers, tbu my lfei is denrtffei nwo. I heva noetad rof goencdnmin Loev. rnraebgievO ttshhugo of vole usniph me ithw etbtri orsdepi of tno gtnaei, usmrlerefo rosgan, ghilnyt estra, dan yldia cvklesoi isshg. In eengrev rfo my tcmtenop, eLvo sepke me weaka nda meask my seye ahwtc eht wmona lbsipsenero orf my atrhse wrrsoo. Oh, dkni strPueo, Lseov a wpleufro rleru nad sah so hlbmude me ttha I oescsnf terhe is no rroosw as dab as shi nntshpumie dna no jyo ueaql to bgeni in olve. owN, speak no moer nesusl sti tabou vleo. woN I nca eat naaig, veha nuclh and edrnin, and plees ntkhingi of evol. |
| PROTEUS Enough. I read your fortune in your eye. 135 Was this the idol that you worship so? | USEPORT uEognh. I newk hwo yuo ftle mofr het ookl in ouyr ysee. saW atth teh mwnao ouy iprwosh like an iold? |
| VALENTINE Even she. And is she not a heavenly saint? | LTENVAINE That asw hes. Istn seh a eyhnvale snita? |
| PROTEUS No, but she is an earthly paragon. | UOPTERS No, tub hse is a olmde of baytue ehre on ahert. |
| VALENTINE Call her divine. | EAITNEVLN lCla hre a ssodged. |
| PROTEUS I will not flatter her. | ROPTSEU I lliw ont nwfa over ehr. |
| VALENTINE 140 O, flatter me, for love delights in praises. | TNVAEELNI Oh, atflter me, neth, ebcsaue tseho owh rae in lveo ideghlt in paseir. |
| PROTEUS When I was sick, you gave me bitter pills, And I must minister the like to you. | TSUPOER When I aws colskiev, uyo veag me eth dhar tthru, adn wno I utsm iegv it to oyu. |
| VALENTINE Then speak the truth by her; if not divine, Yet let her be a principality, 145 Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth. | ANEVNIETL hneT speak teh uhttr taobu hre. If hes itsn a gsdesdo, hent lalc her an ageln woh is srprueio to all the aecrretsu on hreat. |
| PROTEUS Except my mistress. | ROSTEPU ecxpEt my ismrsets. |
| VALENTINE Sweet, except not any, Except thou wilt except against my love. | INAEEVNTL No iexotespcn, my einrfd, suensl ouy enam to tisunl my leov. |
| PROTEUS Have I not reason to prefer mine own? | ESURTPO ntDo I avhe orensa to tup drorfwa my now igrl? |
| VALENTINE 150 And I will help thee to prefer her, too. She shall be dignified with this high honor: To bear my ladys train, lest the base earth Should from her vesture chance to steal a kiss And, of so great a favor growing proud, 155 Disdain to root the summer-swelling flower And make rough winter everlastingly. | TNVNEEIAL Adn I iwll pelh uoy to ptu erh frrdowa, oto. ehS hlsla heva het tindiyg of hgvian stih hhig onhor: hes nac cryra eht nrtai of my ldsya sdesr so tath het yrdti nordgu atcn tasle a sksi of erh gihlctno. If it did, eth nguodr duowl llews so uhcm ihwt pdire ttha it oulwd no grnelo acpcte eth roots of the esrmmu wfloser, nad guhor wretni wudlo satl errfevo. |
| PROTEUS Why, Valentine, what braggartism is this? | PUESOTR ezGe, netlaineV, yhw ear uyo nraggigb so umch? |
| VALENTINE Pardon me, Proteus, all I can is nothing To her whose worth makes other worthies nothing. 160 She is alone. | VNTEELANI dPaonr me, seutorP, yan reapis I nac vgie is nthongi in mrpaiooncs ithw her. She is qeunui and loaen amogn wenmo. |
| PROTEUS Then, let her alone. | PROUSTE Thne valee erh nolae. |
| VALENTINE Not for the world. Why, man, she is mine own, And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, 165 The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold. Forgive me that I do not dream on thee, Because thou seest me dote upon my love. My foolish rival, that her father likes Only for his possessions are so huge, 170 Is gone with her along, and I must after, For love, thou knowst, is full of jealousy. | IEVALNNTE Not rof teh lodrw. yWh, man, hes is mnei, dna ahvgni a wejle hcus as erh, Im as icrh as if I had ewttyn sncaeo thiw ndass daem of eprals, rtwea of tecnar, nad ksocr of prue godl. oeirgvF me rfo nto gnpayi aitnoentt to ouy, ebescau Im itnogd on teh anowm I elov, as uoy can eltl. reH efarth lkise my sfohloi arilv, ioTuhr, cubasee he hsa so uhmc twhael. ihurTo ash egon htwi her, dna I utsm loolfw eraft emth, suecbea love, as ouy wnok, is peron to lyesajou. |
| PROTEUS But she loves you? | PSUTEOR tBu deso ehs olev oyu? |
| VALENTINE Ay, and we are betrothed. Nay, more, our marriage-hour, With all the cunning manner of our flight, 175 Determined ofhow I must climb her window, The ladder made of cords, and all the means Plotted and greed on for my happiness. Good Proteus, go with me to my chamber, In these affairs to aid me with thy counsel. | ATLVNEENI Yse, adn were gndgeea to be dmarrie. No, awsht rmeo, eevw ieedmterdn all het lidates of owh llew knsae ayaw nda ehooeplw I tums lcmib up to reh onwiwd on a addrle daem of eopr. grvehnytiE is arngdrea nad agedre uonp rof my sspepahin. dGoo etPruso, go whti me to my oebrmdo to igev me omse edcvia on heest sreatmt. |
| PROTEUS 180 Go on before; I shall enquire you forth. I must unto the road, to disembark Some necessaries that I needs must use, And then Ill presently attend you. | RSOETUP Go on dahae. llI infd uyo yolrths. I mstu go dnow to eth hrrabo to ibrng rseaoh semo ieessnsicte ttha I eend. Tenh Ill meoc ees you trhgi waya. |
| VALENTINE Will you make haste? | LVEAITNNE llWi ouy uhryr? |
| Exit VALENTINE | VENNTLIEA eisxt. |
| PROTEUS 185 I will. Even as one heat another heat expels, Or as one nail by strength drives out another, So the remembrance of my former love Is by a newer object quite forgotten. 190 Is it my mind, or Valentines praise, Her true perfection, or my false transgression That makes me, reasonless, to reason thus? She is fair; and so is Julia that I love That I did love, for now my love is thawed, 195 Which like a waxen image gainst a fire Bears no impression of the thing it was. Methinks my zeal to Valentine is cold, And that I love him not as I was wont. O, but I love his lady too, too much, 200 And thats the reason I love him so little. How shall I dote on her with more advice, That thus without advice begin to love her! Tis but her picture I have yet beheld, And that hath dazzld my reasons light; 205 But when I look on her perfections, There is no reason but I shall be blind. If I can check my erring love, I will; If not, to compass her Ill use my skill. | TOPRESU I lwil. tuJs as noe eath acn insxihtgeu nrheotaAt teh imet, it aws veelbide hatt lippanyg etah on a bunr uodlw keta awya eht pain. |
| Exit | He istxe. |
