ith Valentinus in the emperor's court:
What maintenance he from his friends receives,
Like exhibition thou shalt have from me.
To-morrow be in readiness to go: 70
Excuse it not, for I am peremptory.
_Pro._ My lord, I cannot be so soon provided:
Please you, deliberate a day or two.
_Ant._ Look, what thou want'st shall be sent after thee:
No more of stay! to-morrow thou must go. 75
Come on, Panthino: you shall be employ'd
To hasten on his expedition. [_Exeunt Ant. and Pan._
_Pro._ Thus have I shunn'd the fire for fear of burning,
And drench'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd.
I fear'd to show my father Julia's letter, 80
Lest he should take exceptions to my love;
And with the vantage of mine own excuse
Hath he excepted most against my love.
O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day, 85
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away!
_Re-enter PANTHINO._
_Pan._ Sir Proteus, your father calls for you:
He is in haste; therefore, I pray you, go.
_Pro._ Why, this it is: my heart accords thereto, 90
And yet a thousand times it answers 'no.' [_Exeunt._
Notes: I, 3.
SCENE III.] SCENE IV. Pope. Antonio's House.] Theobald.
1: _Panthino_] F1 F2. _Panthion_ F3 F4.
21: _and_] F1. _nor_ F2 F3 F4.
24: _whither_] F2 F3 F4. _whether_ F1.
44: _And, in good time!_] _And in good time:_ F1. _And in good
time,_ F2 F3 F4. _And,--in good time:_--Dyce.
44: Enter Proteus] F2.
45: _sweet life_] _sweet life! sweet Julia_ Capell.
49: _To_] _And_ Collier MS.
65: _there_] F1 F2. _there's_ F3 F4.
67: _Valentinus_] F1. _Valentino_ F2 F3 F4. _Valentine_ Warburton.
77: [Exeunt Ant. and Pan.]. Rowe.
84: _resembleth_] _resembleth well_ Pope. _resembleth right_
Johnson conj.
86: _sun_] _light_ Johnson conj.
88: Re-enter Panthino.] om. F1. Enter. F2.
_father_] _fathers_ F1.
91: [Exeunt.] Exeunt. Finis. Ff.
ACT II.
SCENE I. _Milan. The DUKE'S Palace._
_Enter VALENTINE and SPEED._
_Speed._ Sir, your glove.
_Val._ Not mine; my gloves are on.
_Speed._ Why, then, this may be yours, for this is but one.
_Val._ Ha! let me see: ay, give it me, it's mine:
Sweet ornament that decks a thing divine!
Ah, Silvia, Silvia!
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