350O that our Fathers would applaud our loues

351To seale our happinesse with their consents.

352Pro. Oh heauenly Iulia.

353 Ant. How now? What Letter are you reading there?

354Pro. May't please your Lordship, 'tis a word or two

355Of commendations sent from Valentine;

356Deliuer'd by a friend, that came from him.

357Ant. Lend me the Letter: Let me see what newes.

358 Pro. There is no newes (my Lord) but that he writes

359How happily he liues, how well-belou'd,

360And daily graced by the Emperor;

361Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune.

362Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish?

363Pro. As one relying on your Lordships will,

364And not depending on his friendly wish.

365Ant. My will is something sorted with his wish:

366Muse not that I thus sodainly proceed;

367For what I will, I will, and there an end:

368I am resolu'd, that thou shalt spend some time

369With Valentinus, in the Emperors Court:

370What maintenance he from his friends receiues,

371Like exhibition thou shalt haue from me,

372To morrow be in readinesse, to goe,

373Excuse it not: for I am peremptory.

374Pro. My Lord I cannot be so soone prouided,

375Please you deliberate a day or two.

376 Ant. Look what thou want'st shal be sent after thee:

377No more of stay: to morrow thou must goe;

378Come on Panthmo; you shall be imployd,

379To hasten on his Expedition.

380 Pro. Thus haue I shund the fire, for feare of burning,

381And drench'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd.

382I fear'd to shew my Father IuliasLetter,

383Least he should take exceptions to my loue,

384And with the vantage of mine owne excuse

385Hath he excepted most against my loue.

386Oh, how this spring of loue resembleth

387The vncertaine glory of an Aprill day,

388Which now shewes all the beauty of the Sun,

389And by and by a clowd takes all away.

390Pan. Sir Protheus, your Fathers call's for you,

391He is in hast, therefore I pray you go.

392Pro. Why this it is: my heart accords thereto,

393And yet a thousand times it answer's no.

397Speed. Sir, your Gloue.

398Valen. Not mine: my Gloues are on.

399 Sp. Why then this may be yours: for this is but one.

400Val. Ha? Let me see: I, giue it me, it's mine:

401Sweet Ornament, that deckes a thing diuine,

402Ah Siluia, Siluia.

403Speed. Madam Siluia: Madam Siluia.

404Val. How now Sirha?

405Speed. Shee is not within hearing Sir.

406Val. Why sir, who bad you call her?

407Speed. Your worship sir, or else I mistooke.

408Val. Well: you'll still be too forward.

409 Speed. And yet I was last chidden for being too slow.

410Val. Goe to, sir, tell me: do you know Madam Siluia?

411Speed. Shee that your worship loues?

412Val. Why, how know you that I am in loue?

413 Speed. Marry by these speciall markes: first, you haue

414learn'd (like Sir Protheus) to wreath your Armes like a

415Male-content: to rellish a Loue-song, like a Robin-red-

416breast: to walke alone like one that had the pestilence:

417to sigh, like a Schoole-boy that had lost his A.B.C. to

418weep like a yong wench that had buried her Grandam:

419to fast, like one that takes diet: to watch, like one that

420feares robbing: to speake puling, like a beggar at Hal-

421low-Masse: You were wont, when you laughed, to crow

422like a cocke; when you walk'd, to walke like one of the

423Lions: when you fasted, it was presently after dinner:

424when you look'd sadly, it was for want of money: And

425now you are Metamorphis'd with a Mistris, that when I

426looke on you, I can hardly thinke you my Master.

427Val. Are all these things perceiu'd in me?

428Speed. They are all perceiu'd without ye.

429Val. Without me? they cannot.

430 Speed. Without you? nay, that's certaine: for with-

431out you were so simple, none else would: but you are

432so without these follies, that these follies are within you,

433and shine through you like the water in an Vrinall: that

434not an eye that sees you, but is a Physician to comment

435on your Malady.

436Val. But tell me: do'st thou know my Lady Siluia?

437 Speed. Shee that you gaze on so, as she sits at supper?

438Val. Hast thou obseru'd that? euen she I meane.

439Speed. Why sir, I know her not.

440 Val. Do'st thou know her by my gazing on her, and

441yet know'st her not?

442Speed. Is she not hard-fauour'd, sir?

443Val. Not so faire (boy) as well fauour'd.

444Speed. Sir, I know that well enough.

445Val. What dost thou know?

446 Speed. That shee is not so faire, as (of you) well-fa-

447uourd?

448Val. I meane that her beauty is exquisite,

449But her fauour infinite.

450 Speed. That's because the one is painted, and the o-

451ther out of all count.

452Val. How painted? and how out of count?

453 Speed. Marry sir, so painted to make her faire, that no

454man counts of her beauty.

455 Val. How esteem'st thou me? I account of her beauty.

456Speed. You neuer saw her since she was deform'd.

457Val. How long hath she beene deform'd?

458Speed. Euer since you lou'd her.

459Val. I haue lou'd her euer since I saw her,

460And still I see her beautifull.

461Speed. If you loue her, you cannot see her.

462Val. Why?

463 Speed. Because Loue is blinde: O that you had mine

464eyes, or your owne eyes had the lights they were wont

465to haue, when you chidde at Sir Protheus, for going vn-

466garter'd.

467Val. What should I see then?

468 Speed. Your owne present folly, and her passing de-

469formitie: for hee beeing in loue, could not see to garter

470his hose; and you, beeing in loue, cannot see to put on

471your hose.

472 Val. Belike (boy) then you are in loue, for last mor-(ning

473You could not see to wipe my shooes.

474 Speed. True sir: I was in loue with my bed, I thanke

475you, you swing'd me for my loue, which makes mee the