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Nor, to his service, no such joy on earth!
Pro. Enough ; I read your fortune in your eye:
Val. Even the ; and is she not a heavenly saint?
I will not flatter her.
Pro. When I was sick, you gave me bitter pills;
Val. Then speak the truth of her ; if not divine,
Pro. Except my mistress.
Sweet, except not any;
Pro. Have I not reason to prefer mine own?
Vol. And I will help thee to prefer her too : She shall be dignified with this high honour, To bear my lady's train; left the base earth Should from her vesture chance to steal a kiss, And, of fo great a favour growing proud, Disdain to root the summer-swelling flower, And make rough winter everlastingly.
Pro. Why, Valentine, what braggardism is this?
Val. Pardon me, Proteus : all I can is nothing
Pro. Then let her alone.
And s The first or principal of women. So the old writers use fate, « Sbe is a lady, a great state.” Latymer. JOHNSON.
Mr. M. Maion thus judiciously parapbrases the sentiment of Valentine, 6. If you will not acknowledge her as divine, let her at least be considered as an angel of the first order, superior to every thing on earth."
STEEVENS. 6 She stands by herself. There is none to be compared to her
And I as rich in having such a jewel,
Pro. But she loves you?
Ay, and we are betroth'd ;
Pro. Go on before; I shall enquire you forth :
Val. Will you make haste?
Her 9 The haven, where ships ride at anchor. MALONE. 8 Is it mine eye, or Valentinus' praise, ] The old copy reads
“ Is is mine or Valentine's praise ?” STEEVENS. Here Proteus queftions with himself, whether it is his own praise, or Valentine's that makes him fall in love with Valentine's mistress. But not to infift on the absurdity of falling in love through his own praises, he had not indeed praised her any farther than giving his opinion of her in three words, when his friend asked it of him.
Proteus had just feen Valentine's mistress, whom her lover had been lavishly praising. His encomiums therefore heightened Proteus's ideas of her at the interview, it was the less wonder he should be uncertain which had made the strongest impression, Valentine's prailes, or his own view of her. WARBURTON,
Her true perfection, or my false trangreflion,
The fame. A ftreet.
Enter Speed and LAUNCE.
Laun. Forswear not thyself, sweet youth ; for I am not welcome. I reckon this always that a man is never undone, till he be hang’d; nor never welcome to a place, till some certain shot be paid, and the hoftefs fay, welcome.
Speed. Come on, you mad.cap, I'll to the alehoufe with you presently ; where, for one shot of five pence, thou shalt
2 Alluding to the figures made by witches, as representatives of those whom they designed to torment or destroy. STEEVENS.
King James ascribes these images to the devil, in his treatise of Daemonologie. S. W.
2 Witb more advice, is on further knowledge, on better confideration.
3 This is evidently a lip of attention, for he has seen her in the last scene, and in high terms offered her his service. JOHNSON,
I believe Proteus means, that, as yet, he had only seen her outward form, without having known her long enough to have any acquaintance with her mind. STEEVENS.
have five thousand welcomes. But, firrah, how did thy master part with madam Julia ?
Laun. Marry, after they closed in earneft, they parted very fairly in jest.
Speed. But shall the marry him?
Laun. Marry, thus; when it stands well with him, it stands well with her.
Speed. What an ass art thou? I understand thee not. Laun. What a block art thou, that thou canst not? My staff understands me.
Speed. What thou fay'st ?
Laun. Ay, and what I do too : look thee, I'll but lear, and my
staff understands me.
Laun. Ask my dog : if he fay, ay, it will; if he say, no, it will; if he shake his tail, and say nothing, it will
Speed. The conclusion is then, that it will.
Laun. Thou shalt get such a secret from me, but by a parable.
Speed. 'Tis well that I get it fo. But, Launce, how fay'st thou, that my master is become a notable lover ? *
Laun. I never knew him otherwise. Speed. Than how? Laun. A notable lubber, as thou reportest him to be, Speed. Why, thou whorson afs, thou mistakest me. Laun. Why, fool, I meant not thee; I meant thy master. Speed. I tell thee, my master is become a hot lover. Laun. Why, I tell thee, I care not though he burn himself in love. If thou wilt go with me to the ale-house, fo;
if 4 i. e. (as Mr. M. Mason has elsewhere observed) What fay'st thou to this circumstance,.-namely, that my master is become a notable lover?.
if not, thou art an Hebrew, a Jew, and not worth the name of a Christian.
Laun. Because thou hast not so much charity in thee, as to go to the ale s with a Christian : Wilt thou go? Speed. At thy service.
gave me first
Pro. To leave my Julia, shall I be forfworn ;
s Ales are merry meetings instituted in country places. STEEVENS.
6 It is to be observed, that, in the folio edition there are no directions concerning the scenes; they have been added by the later editors, and may therefore be changed by any reader that can give more confiftency or regularity to the drama by such alterations. I make this remark in this place, because I know not whether the following soliloquy of Proteus is fo proper in the ftreet. JOHNSON.
The reader will perceive that the scenery has been changed, though Dr. Johnson's observation has been continued. STEEVENS.
7 To fuggeft is'to tempt, in our author's language. The sense is, 0 tempting love, if thou baft influenced me to fin, teach me to excuse it.