Descended into perjury, to love me. Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou hadst two, Pro. In love, Who respects friend? Sil. All men but Proteus. Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words Can no way change yon to a milder form, I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end; And love you 'gainst the nature of love, force you. Sil. O heaven! Pro. I'll force thee yield to my desire. Val. Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch; Thou friend of an ill fashion! Pro. Valentine! [love; Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or (For such is a friend now) treacherous man! Thou hast beguil'd my hopes; nonght but mine eye I am sorry I must never trust thee more, But count the world a stranger for thy sake. The private wound is deepest: O time, most curst! 'Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst! Pro. My shame and guilt confounds me.Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrow Be a sufficient ransom for offence, I tender it here; I do as truly suffer, As e'er I did commit. Val. Then I am paid; And once again I do receive thee honest:- Is nor of heaven nor earth; for these are pleas'd; By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeas'd :— Jul. O me, unhappy! Pro. Look to the boy. [Faints Val. Why, boy! why, wag! how now? what is the Look up; speak. Jul. O good sir, my master charg'd me To deliver a ring to madam Silvia; Which, out of my neglect, was never done. [matter? Pro. Where is that ring, boy? Jul. Here 'tis: this is it. Pro. How! let me see: Why this is the ring I gave to Julia. [Gives a ring. Jul. O, cry you mercy, sir, I have mistook; This is the ring you sent to Silvia. [Shows another ring. Pro. But, how cam'st thon by this ring? at my depart, I gave this unto Julia. Jul. And Julia herself did give it me; And Julia herself hath brought it hither. Pro. How! Julia! Jul. Behold her that gave aim to all thy caths, It is the lesser blot, modesty finds, Women to change their shapes, than men their minds. Pro. Than men their minds! 'tis true: O heaven! were man Bat constant, he were perfect: that one error Fills him with faults; makes him run through all sins: What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy Val. Come, come, a hand from either: Let me be blest to make this happy close; Twere pity two such friends should be long foes. Enter OUTLAWS, with DUKE and THURIO. Val. Forbear, I say; it is my lord the duke. Duke. Sir Valentine! Thu. Yonder is Silvia; and Silvia's mine. Val. Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy death; Come not within the measure of my wrath: Do not name Silvia thine; if once again, Milan shall not behold thee. Here she stands, Take but possession of her with a touch;→→ I dare thee but to breathe upon my love.- I hold him but a fool, that will endanger I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine, And think thee worthy of an empress' love. Duke. I grant it, for thine own, whate'er it be. Duke. Thou hast prevail'd: I pardon them, and thee; Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him; he blushes. Val. Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along, That done, our day of marriage shall be yours; PERSONS REPRESENTED. Sir John Falstaff. Fenton. Shallow, a country justice. Mr. Ford, 7 Mr. Page, two gentlemen dwelling at Windsor. William Page, a boy, son to Mr. Page. Host of the Garter Inn. Bardolph, Pistol, followers of Falstaff. Nym, Robin, page to Falstaff. Simple, servant to Slender. Rugby, servant to Dr. Caius. Mrs. Ford. Mrs. Page. Mrs. Anne Page, her daughter, in love with Fenton. Mrs. Quickly, servant to Dr. Caius. Servants to Page, Ford, &c. SCENE, Windsor; and the parts adjacent. |