this drift! [_Exit._

Notes: II, 6.

SCENE VI.] SCENE IX. Pope.
Enter PROTEUS.] Enter PROTHEUS solus. Ff.
1, 2: _forsworn; ... forsworn;_] Theobald. _forsworn? ... forsworn?_
Ff.
7: _sweet-suggesting_] _sweet suggestion,_ Pope.
_if thou hast_] _if I have_ Warburton.
16: _soul-confirming_] _soul-confirmed_ Pope.
21: _thus_] _this_ Theobald.
_by_] F1. _but_ F2 F3 F4.
24: _most_] _more_ Steevens.
_in_] _to_ Collier MS.
35: _counsel_] _counsaile_ F1 F2. _councel_ F3. _council_ F4.
37: _pretended_] _intended_ Johnson conj.
43: _this_] F1. _his_ F2 F3 F4.

SCENE VII. _Verona. JULIA'S house._

_Enter JULIA and LUCETTA._

_Jul._ Counsel, Lucetta; gentle girl, assist me;
And, even in kind love, I do conjure thee,
Who art the table wherein all my thoughts
Are visibly character'd and engraved,
To lesson me; and tell me some good mean, 5
How, with my honour, I may undertake
A journey to my loving Proteus.

_Luc._ Alas, the way is wearisome and long!

_Jul._ A true-devoted pilgrim is not weary
To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps; 10
Much less shall she that hath Love's wings to fly,
And when the flight is made to one so dear,
Of such divine perfection, as Sir Proteus.

_Luc._ Better forbear till Proteus make return.

_Jul._ O, know'st thou not, his looks are my soul's food? 15
Pity the dearth that I have pined in,
By longing for that food so long a time.
Didst thou but know the inly touch of love,
Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow
As seek to quench the fire of love with words. 20

_Luc._ I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire,
But qualify the fire's extreme rage,
Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason.

_Jul._ The more thou damm'st it up, the more it burns.
The current that with gentle murmur glides, 25
Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage;
But when his fair course is not hindered,
He makes sweet music with the enamell'd stones,
Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge
He overtaketh in his pilgrimage; 30
And so by many winding nooks he strays,
With willing sport, to the wild ocean.
Then let me go, and hinder not my course:
I'll be as patient as a gentle stream,
And make a pastime of each weary step, 35
Till the last step have brought me to my love;
And ther