How use doth breed a habit in a man!
5.4.52121This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods,
5.4.62122I better brook than flourishing peopled towns.
5.4.72123Here can I sit alone, unseen of any,
5.4.82124And to the nightingale's complaining notes
5.4.92125Tune my distresses and record my woes.
5.4.112127Leave not the mansion so long tenantless,
5.4.122128Lest growing ruinous, the building fall,
5.4.152131Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain.
[Shouts within.]
5.4.162132What hallowing and what stir is this today?
5.4.172133These are my mates, that make their wills their law,
5.4.192135They love me well, yet I have much to do
5.4.212137Withdraw thee, Valentine.
[Valentine stands aside.] Who's this comes here?
5.4.22 [Enter Silvia, Proteus, and Julia as Sebastian.] Madam, this service I have done for you,
5.4.242139Though you respect not aught your servant doth,
5.4.262141That would have forced your honor and your love.
5.4.272142Vouchsafe me for my meed but one fair look.
5.4.292144And less then this I am sure you cannot give.
[Aside.] How like a dream is this? I see and hear.
5.4.312146Love, lend me patience to forbear a while.
Oh miserable, unhappy that I am.
Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came,
By thy approach thou mak'st me most unhappy.
[Aside.] And me, when he approacheth to your presence.
Had I been seized by a hungry lion,
5.4.382153I would have been a breakfast to the beast
5.4.392154Rather than have false Proteus rescue me.
5.4.402155Oh, heaven be judge how I love Valentine,
5.4.412156Whose life's as tender to me as my soul;
5.4.422157And full as much, for more there cannot be,
What dangerous action, stood it next to death,
5.4.472162Oh 'tis the curse in love, and still approved,
5.4.482163When women cannot love where they're beloved.
When Proteus cannot love where he's beloved.
5.4.502165Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love,
5.4.512166For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faith
5.4.522167Into a thousand oaths, and all those oaths
5.4.542169Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou'dst two,
5.4.552170And that's far worse then none. Better have none
5.4.562171Than plural faith, which is too much by one,
In love,
All men but Proteus.
Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words
5.4.632178I'll woo you like a soldier, at arm's end,
5.4.642179And love you 'gainst the nature of love: force ye.
5.4.662181Proteus[assailing her] I'll force thee yield to my desire.
[coming forward] Ruffian! Let go that rude uncivil touch,
Valentine.
Thou common friend, that's without faith or love,
5.4.712186For such is a friend now. Treacherous man,
5.4.722187Thou hast beguiled my hopes. Naught but mine eye
5.4.732188Could have persuaded me. Now I dare not say
5.4.742189I have one friend alive; thou wouldst disprove me.
5.4.752190Who should be trusted, when one's right hand
5.4.772192I am sorry I must never trust thee more,
5.4.782193But count the world a stranger for thy sake.
5.4.792194The private wound is deepest. O time most accurst!
5.4.802195'Mongst all foes that a friend should be the worst.
Then I am paid,
5.4.872202And once again I do receive thee honest.
5.4.892204Is nor of heaven nor earth, for these are pleased;
5.4.902205By penitence th' Eternal's wrath's appeased.
5.4.912206And that my love may appear plain and free,
5.4.922207All that was mine in Silvia I give thee.
Oh me unhappy! [Faints.]
Look to the boy.
Why, boy?
5.4.962211Why wag, how now? what's the matter? Look up! speak.
O good sir, my master charged me to deliver a ring
2213to Madam Silvia, which out of my neglect was never done.
Where is that ring, boy?
Here 'tis. This is it. [Gives him a ring.]
How? Let me see.
Oh, cry you mercy sir, I have mistook.
[Offers another ring.]
But how cam'st thou by this ring? At my depart
And Julia herself did give it me.
[Reveals herself.]
How? Julia?
Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths,
5.4.1112227How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root?
5.4.1172233Women to change their shapes, than men their minds.
Than men their minds? Tis true. Oh heaven! Were man
5.4.1192235But constant, he were perfect; that one error
5.4.1202236Fills him with faults, makes him run through all th' sins;
Come, come, a hand from either.
5.4.1262242'Twere pity two such friends should be long foes.
Bear witness, heaven, I have my wish for ever.
And I mine.
5.4.129[Enter the Duke, Turio, and Outlaws.] A prize! A prize! a prize!
Forbear, forbear I say. It is my lord the Duke.
Sir Valentine?
Yonder is Silvia, and Silvia's mine.
Turio, give back, or else embrace thy death.
5.4.1392254Verona shall not hold thee. Here she stands.
Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I.
5.4.1452260I claim her not, and therefore she is thine.
The more degenerate and base art thou
5.4.1472262To make such means for her as thou hast done
5.4.1572272Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserved her.
I thank your grace. The gift hath made me happy.
5.4.1592274I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake,
I grant it for thine own, what ere it be.
These banished men, that I have kept withal,
Thou hast prevailed. I pardon them and thee.
5.4.1692284Dispose of them as thou knowst their deserts.
And as we walk along, I dare be bold
5.4.1732288With our discourse, to make your grace to smile.
I think the boy hath grace in him; he blushes.
I warrant you, my lord, more grace than boy.
What mean you by that saying?
Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along,
5.4.1802295Come, Proteus, 'tis your penance but to hear
5.4.1822297That done, our day of marriage shall be yours,