2120Val. How vse doth breed a habit in a man?

2121This shadowy desart, vnfrequented woods

2122I better brooke then flourishing peopled Townes:

2123Here can I sit alone, vn-seene of any,

2124And to the Nightingales complaining Notes

2125Tune my distrestes, and record my woes.

2126O thou that dost inhabit in my brest,

2127Leaue not the Mansion so long Tenant-lesse,

2128Lest growing ruinous, the building fall,

2129And leaue no memory of what it was,

2130Repaire me, with thy presence, Siluia:

2131Thou gentle Nimph, cherish thy for-lorne swaine.

2132What hallowing, and what stir is this to day?

2133These are my mates, that make their wills their Law,

2134Haue some vnhappy passenger in chace;

2135They loue me well: yet I haue much to doe

2136To keepe them from vnciuill outrages.

2137Withdraw thee Valentine: who's this comes heere?

2138Pro. Madam, this seruice I haue done for you

2139(Though you respect not aught your seruant doth)

2140To hazard life, and reskew you from him,

2141That would haue forc'd your honour, and your loue,

2142Vouchsafe me for my meed, but one faire looke:

2143(A smaller boone then this I cannot beg,

2144And lesse then this, I am sure you cannot giue.)

2145Val. How like a dreame is this? I see, and heare:

2146Loue, lend me patience to forbeare a while.

2147Sil. O miserable, vnhappy that I am.

2148Pro. Vnhappy were you (Madam) ere I came:

2149But by my comming, I haue made you happy.

2150 Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most vnhappy.

2151Iul. And me, when he approcheth to your presence.

2152Sil. Had I beene ceazed by a hungry Lion,

2153I would haue beene a break-fast to the Beast,

2154Rather then haue false Protheus reskue me:

2155Oh heauen be iudge how I loue Valentine,

2156Whose life's as tender to me as my soule,

2157And full as much (for more there cannot be)

2158I doe detest false periur'd Protheus:

2159Therefore be gone, sollicit me no more.

2160 Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to death

2161Would I not vndergoe, for one calme looke:

2162Oh 'tis the curse in Loue, and still approu'd

2163When women cannot loue, where they're belou'd.

2164 Sil. When Protheus cannot loue, where he's belou'd:

2165Read ouer Iulia's heart, (thy first best Loue)

2166For whose deare sake, thou didst then rend thy faith

2167Into a thousand oathes; and all those oathes,

2168Descended into periury, to loue me,

2169Thou hast no faith left now, vnlesse thou'dst two,

2170And that's farre worse then none: better haue none

2171Then plurall faith, which is too much by one:

2172Thou Counterfeyt, to thy true friend.

2173Pro. In Loue,

2174Who respects friend?

2175Sil. All men but Protheus.

2176Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of mouing words

2177Can no way change you to a milder forme;

2178Ile wooe you like a Souldier, at armes end,

2179And loue you 'gainst the nature of Loue: force ye.

2180Sil. Oh heauen.

2181Pro. Ile force thee yeeld to my desire.

2182Val. Ruffian: let goe that rude vnciuill touch,

2183Thou friend of an ill fashion.

2184Pro. Valentine.

2185 Val. Thou cōmon friend, that's without faith or loue,

2186For such is a friend now: treacherous man,

2187Thou hast beguil'd my hopes; nought but mine eye

2188Could haue perswaded me: now I dare not say

2189I haue one friend aliue; thou wouldst disproue me:

2190Who should be trusted, when ones right hand

2191Is periured to the bosome? Protheus

2192I am sorry I must neuer trust thee more,

2193But count the world a stranger for thy sake:

2194The priuate wound is deepest: oh time, most accurst:

2195'Mongst all foes that a friend should be the worst?

2196Pro. My shame and guilt confounds me:

2197Forgiue me Valentine: if hearty sorrow

2198Be a sufficient Ransome for offence,

2199I tender't heere: I doe as truely suffer,

2200As ere I did commit.

2201Val. Then I am paid:

2202And once againe, I doe receiue thee honest;

2203Who by Repentance is not satisfied,

2204Is nor of heauen, nor earth; for these are pleas'd:

2205By Penitence th' Eternalls wrath's appeas'd:

2206And that my loue may appeare plaine and free,

2207All that was mine, in Siluia, I giue thee.

2208Iul. Oh me vnhappy.

2209Pro. Looke to the Boy.

2210Val. Why, Boy?

2211Why wag: how now? what's the matter? look vp: speak.

2212Iul. O good sir, my master charg'd me to deliuer a ring

2213to Madam Siluia: w^c (out of my neglect) was neuer done.

2214Pro. Where is that ring? boy?

2215Iul. Heere 'tis: this is it.

2216Pro. How? let me see.

2217Why this is the ring I gaue to Iulia.

2218Iul. Oh, cry you mercy sir, I haue mistooke:

2219This is the ring you sent to Siluia.

2220 Pro. But how cam'st thou by this ring? at my depart

2221I gaue this vnto Iulia.

2222Iul. And Iulia her selfe did giue it me,

2223And Iulia her selfe hath brought it hither.

2224Pro. How? Iulia?

2225Iul. Behold her, that gaue ayme to all thy oathes,

2226And entertain'd 'em deepely in her heart.

2227How oft hast thou with periury cleft the roote?

2228Oh Protheus, let this habit make thee blush.

D Be

2229Be thou asham'd that I haue tooke vpon me,

2230Such an immodest rayment; if shame liue

2231In a disguise of loue?

2232It is the lesser blot modesty findes,

2233Women to change their shapes, then men their minds.

2234 Pro. Then men their minds? tis true: oh heuen, were man

2235But Constant, he were perfect; that one error

2236Fils him with faults: makes him run through all th' sins;

2237Inconstancy falls-off, ere it begins:

2238What is in Siluia's face, but I may spie

2239More fresh in Iulia's, with a constant eye?

2240Val. Come, come: a hand from either:

2241Let me be blest to make this happy close:

2242'Twere pitty two such friends should be long foes.

2243 Pro. Beare witnes (heauen) I haue my wish for euer.

2244Iul. And I mine.

2245Out-l. A prize: a prize: a prize.

2246 Val. Forbeare, forbeare I say: It is my Lord the Duke.

2247Your Grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd,

2248Banished Valentine.

2249Duke. Sir Valentine?

2250Thu. Yonder is Siluia: and Siluia's mine.

2251Val. Thurio giue backe; or else embrace thy death:

2252Come not within the measure of my wrath:

2253Doe not name Siluia thine: if once againe,

2254Verona shall not hold thee: heere she stands,

2255Take but possession of her, with a Touch:

2256I dare thee, but to breath vpon my Loue.

2257Thur. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I:

2258I hold him but a foole that will endanger

2259His Body, for a Girle that loues him not:

2260I claime her not, and therefore she is thine.

2261Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou

2262To make such meanes for her, as thou hast done,

2263And leaue her on such slight conditions.

2264Now, by the honor of my Ancestry,

2265I doe applaud thy spirit, Valentine,

2266And thinke thee worthy of an Empresse loue:

2267Know then, I heere forget all former greefes,

2268Cancell all grudge, repeale thee home againe,

2269Plead a new state in thy vn-riual'd merit,

2270To which I thus subscribe: Sir Valentine,

2271Thou art a Gentleman, and well deriu'd,

2272Take thou thy Siluia, for thou hast deseru'd her.

2273 Val. I thank your Grace, y^e gift hath made me happy:

2274I now beseech you (for your daughters sake)

2275To grant one Boone that I shall aske of you.

2276Duke. I grant it (for thine owne) what ere it be.

2277Val. These banish'd men, that I haue kept withall,

2278Are men endu'd with worthy qualities:

2279Forgiue them what they haue committed here,

2280And let them be recall'd from their Exile:

2281They are reformed, ciuill, full of good,

2282And fit for great employment (worthy Lord.)

2283Duke. Thou hast preuaild, I pardon them and thee:

2284Dispose of them, as thou knowst their deserts.

2285Come, let vs goe, we will include all iarres,

2286With Triumphes, Mirth, and rare solemnity.

2287Val. And as we walke along, I dare be bold

2288With our discourse, to make your Grace to smile.

2289What thinke you of this Page (my Lord?)

2290 Duke. I think the Boy hath grace in him, he blushes.

2291Val. I warrant you (my Lord) more grace, then Boy.

2292Duke. What meane you by that saying?

2293Val. Please you, Ile tell you, as we passe along,

2294That you will wonder what hath fortuned:

2295Come Protheus, 'tis your pennance, but to heare

2296The story of your Loues discouered.

2297That done, our day of marriage shall be yours,

2298One Feast, one house, one mutuall happinesse. Exeunt.