See where she comes: Lady a happy euening
Sil. Amen, Amen: goe on (good Eglamoure)
Out at the Posterne by the Abbey wall;
I feare I am attended by some Spies
Egl. Feare not: the Forrest is not three leagues off,
If we recouer that, we are sure enough.
Exeunt.
Scoena Secunda.
Enter Thurio, Protheus, Iulia, Duke.
Th. Sir Protheus, what saies Siluia to my suit?
Pro. Oh Sir, I finde her milder then she was,
And yet she takes exceptions at your person
Thu. What? that my leg is too long?
Pro. No, that it is too little
Thu. Ile weare a Boote, to make it somewhat rounder
Pro. But loue will not be spurd to what it loathes
Thu. What saies she to my face?
Pro. She saies it is a faire one
Thu. Nay then the wanton lyes: my face is blacke
Pro. But Pearles are faire; and the old saying is,
Blacke men are Pearles, in beauteous Ladies eyes
Thu. 'Tis true, such Pearles as put out Ladies eyes,
For I had rather winke, then looke on them
Thu. How likes she my discourse?
Pro. Ill, when you talke of war
Thu. But well, when I discourse of loue and peace
Iul. But better indeede, when you hold you peace
Thu. What sayes she to my valour?
Pro. Oh Sir, she makes no doubt of that
Iul. She needes not, when she knowes it cowardize
Thu. What saies she to my birth?
Pro. That you are well deriu'd
Iul. True: from a Gentleman, to a foole
Thu.
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