JUL. O, know'st thou not, his looks are my foul's food?

Pity the dearth that I have pined in,
By longing for that food so long a time.
Didft thou but know the inly touch of love,
Thou would'ft as foon go kindle fire with fnow,
As feek to quench the fire of love with words.
Luc. I do not feek to quench your love's hot fire;
But qualify the fire's extreme rage,

Left it fhould burn above the bounds of reason. JUL. The more thou dam'ft it up, the more it burns ;

The current, that with gentle murmur glides,
Thou know'ft, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage;
But, when his fair courfe is not hindered,

He makes fweet mufick with the enamel'd ftones,
Giving a gentle kifs to every fedge

He overtaketh in his pilgrimage;
And fo by many winding nooks he strays,
With willing fport, 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,
Till the laft ftep have brought me to my love;
And there I'll reft, as, after much turmoil,
A bleffed foul doth in Elyfium.

Luc. But in what habit will you go along? JUL. Not like a woman; for I would prevent The loofe encounters of lafcivious men:

Gentle Lucetta, fit me with fuch weeds

As

may befeem fome well-reputed page.

Luc. Why then your ladyfhip muft cut your hair. JUL. No, girl; I'll knit it up in filken ftrings, With twenty odd-conceited true-love knots: To be fantastic may become a youth

Of greater time than I fhall fhow to be.

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Luc. What fashion, madam, fhall I make your breeches?

JUL. That fits as well, as-" tell me, good my lord,

"What compass will you wear your farthingale?" Why, even that fashion thou beft lik'ft, Lucetta. Luc. You must needs have them with a cod-piece, madam.8

JUL. Out, out, Lucetta! that will be ill-favour'd. Luc. A round hose, madam, now's not worth a

pin,

Unless you have a cod-piece to stick pins or.
JUL. Lucetta, as thou lov'ft me, let me have
What thou think'st meet, and is moft mannerly:
But tell me, wench, how will the world repute me,
For undertaking fo unftaid a journey?

I fear me, it will make me fcandaliz'd.

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Luc. If you think so, then stay at home, and go

not.

with a cod-piece, &c.] Whoever wishes to be acquainted with this particular, relative to dress, may confult Bulwer's Artificial Changeling, in which fuch matters are very amply difcuffed. It is mentioned, however, in Tyro's Roaring Megge, 1598:

Tyro's round breeches have a cliffe behind; "And that fame perking longitude before,

"Which for a pin-cafe antique plowmen wore. Ocular inftruction may be had from the armour shown as John of Gaunt's in the Tower of London. The fame fashion appears to have been no lefs offenfive in France. See Montaigne, Chap. XXII. The custom of fticking pins in this oftentatious piece of indecency, was continued by the illiberal warders of the Tower, till forbidden by authority. STEEVENS.

9 Out, out, Lucetta! &c.] Dr. Percy obferves, that this interjection is ftill used in the North. It feems to have the fame meaning as apage, Lat. STEEVENS.

So, in Every Man out of his Humour, A&t II. fc. vi:

"Out, out! unworthy to speak where he breatheth."

REED.

JUL. Nay, that I will not.

Luc. Then never dream on infamy, but go.
If Proteus like your journey, when you come,
No matter who's difpleas'd, when you are gone:
I fear me, he will scarce be pleas'd withal.

JUL. That is the least, Lucetta, of my fear:
A thousand oaths, an ocean of his tears,
And inftances as infinite of love,

Warrant me welcome to my Proteus.

Luc. All these are servants to deceitful men. JUL. Base men, that use them to fo base effect! But truer stars did govern Proteus' birth: His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles; His love fincere, his thoughts immaculate; His tears, pure meffengers fent from his heart; His heart as far from fraud, as heaven from earth. Luc. Pray heaven, he prove fo, when you come to him!

JUL. Now, as thou lov'ft me, do him not that wrong,

To bear a hard opinion of his truth:
Only deserve my love, by loving him;
And presently go with me to my chamber,
To take a note of what I stand in need of,
To furnish me upon my longing journey.'
All that is mine I leave at thy difpofe,

2—as infinite] Old edit.-of infinite. JOHNSON. The emendation was made by the editor of the second folio. MALONE. 3my longing journey.] Dr. Grey obferves, that longing is a participle active, with a paffive fignification; for longed, wished, or defired.

Mr. M. Mafon fuppofes Julia to mean a journey which she shall pass in longing. STEEVENS.

VOL. III.

My goods, my lands, my reputation;
Only, in lieu thereof, difpatch me hence:
Come, anfwer not, but to it presently;
I am impatient of my tarriance.

[Exeunt.

ACT III. SCENE I.

Milan. An Anti-room in the Duke's Palace.

Enter DUKE, THURIO, and PROTEUS,

DUKE. Sir Thurio, give us leave, I pray, awhile; We have fome fecrets to confer about.

[Exit THURIO. Now, tell me, Proteus, what's your will with me?

PRO. My gracious lord, that which I would dif

cover,

The law of friendship bids me to conceal :
But, when I call to mind your gracious favours
Done to me, undeferving as I am,

My duty pricks me on to utter that

Which elfe no worldly good fhould draw from me.
Know, worthy prince, fir Valentine, my friend,
This night intends to fteal away your daughter;
Myself am one made privy to the plot.

I know, you have determin'd to bestow her
On Thurio, whom your gentle daughter hates ;
And should fhe thus be ftolen away from you,
It would be much vexation to your age.
Thus, for my duty's fake, I rather chofe
To cross my friend in his intended drift,
Than, by concealing it, heap on your head
A pack of forrows, which would prefs you down,
Being unprevented, to your timeless grave.

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DUKE. Proteus, I thank thee for thine honeft care; Which to requite, command me while I live. This love of theirs myself have often seen, Haply, when they have judg'd me fast asleep; And oftentimes have purpos'd to forbid Sir Valentine her company, and my court: But, fearing left my jealous aim might err, And fo, unworthily, difgrace the man, (A rashness that I ever yet have fhunn'd,) I gave him gentle looks; thereby to find That which thyfelf haft now difclos'd to me. And, that thou may'ft perceive my fear of this, Knowing that tender youth is foon fuggefted, I nightly lodge her in an upper tower, The key whereof myself have ever kept; And thence the cannot be convey'd away.

PRO. Know, noble lord, they have devis'd a mean How he her chamber-window will afcend, And with a corded ladder fetch her down; For which the youthful lover now is gone, And this way comes he with it prefently; Where, if it please you, you may intercept him. But, good my lord, do it fo cunningly, That my difcovery be not aimed at 5; For love of you, not hate unto my friend, Hath made me publifher of this pretence."

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-jealous aim -] Aim is guefs, in this inftance, as in the following. So, in Romeo and Juliet:

"I aim'd fo near when I fuppos'd you lov'd." STEEVENS. be not aimed at ;] Be not gueffed. JOHNSON.

of this pretence.] Of this claim made to your daughter. JOHNSON.

Pretence is defign. So, in K. Lear: "—to feel my affection to your honour, and no other pretence of danger."

Again, in the fame play: "pretence and purpose of unkind

nefs." STEEVENS,