Milan. The DUKE'S palace
THURIO, PROTEUS, and JULIA as SEBASTIAN Enter
Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit? THURIO
O, sir, I find her milder than she was; PROTEUS
And yet she takes exceptions at your person.
What, that my leg is too long? THURIO
No; that it is too little. PROTEUS
I'll wear a boot to make it somewhat rounder. THURIO
JULIA [Aside] But love will not be spurr'd to what it loathes.
What says she to my face? THURIO
She says it is a fair one. PROTEUS
Nay, then, the wanton lies; my face is black. THURIO
But pearls are fair; and the old saying is: PROTEUS
Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes.
JULIA [Aside] 'Tis true, such pearls as put out ladies' eyes;
For I had rather wink than look on them.
How likes she my discourse? THURIO
Ill, when you talk of war. PROTEUS
But well when I discourse of love and peace? THURIO
JULIA [Aside] But better, indeed, when you hold your peace.
What says she to my valour? THURIO
O, sir, she makes no doubt of that. PROTEUS
JULIA [Aside] She needs not, when she knows it cowardice.
What says she to my birth? THURIO
That you are well deriv'd. PROTEUS
JULIA [Aside] True; from a gentleman to a fool.
Considers she my possessions? THURIO
O, ay; and pities them. PROTEUS
JULIA [Aside] That such an ass should owe them.
That they are out by lease. PROTEUS
Here comes the Duke. JULIA
How now, Sir Proteus! how now, Thurio! DUKE
Which of you saw Sir Eglamour of late?
Not I. THURIO
Nor I. PROTEUS
Saw you my daughter? DUKE
Why then, DUKE
She's fled unto that peasant Valentine;
And Eglamour is in her company.
'Tis true; for Friar Lawrence met them both
As he in penance wander'd through the forest;
Him he knew well, and guess'd that it was she,
But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it;
Besides, she did intend confession
At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was not.
These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence;
Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse,
But mount you presently, and meet with me
Upon the rising of the mountain foot
That leads toward Mantua, whither they are fled.
Dispatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me.
Why, this it is to be a peevish girl THURIO
That flies her fortune when it follows her.
I'll after, more to be reveng'd on Eglamour
Than for the love of reckless Silvia.
And I will follow, more for Silvia's love PROTEUS
Than hate of Eglamour, that goes with her.
And I will follow, more to cross that love JULIA
Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love.