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Enter JULIA and LUCETTA
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Enter JULIA and LUCETTA
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JULIA But say, Lucetta, now we are alone,
Wouldst thou then counsel me to fall in love?
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JULIA But say, Lucetta, now we are alone,
Wouldst thou then counsel me to fall in love?
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LUCETTA Ay, madam, so you stumble not unheedfully.
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LUCETTA Ay, madam, so you stumble not unheedfully.
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JULIA Of all the fair resort of gentlemen
5 That every day with parle encounter me,
In thy opinion which is worthiest love?
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JULIA Of all the fair resort of gentlemen
That every day with parle encounter me,
In thy opinion which is worthiest love?
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LUCETTA Please you repeat their names, I’ll show my mind
According to my shallow simple skill.
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LUCETTA Please you repeat their names, I’ll show my mind
According to my shallow simple skill.
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JULIA What think’st thou of the fair Sir Eglamour?
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JULIA What think’st thou of the fair Sir Eglamour?
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LUCETTA 10 As of a knight well-spoken, neat, and fine;
But, were I you, he never should be mine.
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LUCETTA As of a knight well-spoken, neat, and fine;
But, were I you, he never should be mine.
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JULIA What think’st thou of the rich Mercatio?
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JULIA What think’st thou of the rich Mercatio?
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LUCETTA Well of his wealth, but of himself, so-so.
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LUCETTA Well of his wealth, but of himself, so-so.
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JULIA What think’st thou of the gentle Proteus?
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JULIA What think’st thou of the gentle Proteus?
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LUCETTA 15 Lord, Lord, to see what folly reigns in us!
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LUCETTA Lord, Lord, to see what folly reigns in us!
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JULIA How now? What means this passion at his name?
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JULIA How now? What means this passion at his name?
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LUCETTA Pardon, dear madam, ’tis a passing shame
That I, unworthy body as I am,
Should censure thus on lovely gentlemen.
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LUCETTA Pardon, dear madam, ’tis a passing shame
That I, unworthy body as I am,
Should censure thus on lovely gentlemen.
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JULIA 20 Why not on Proteus, as of all the rest?
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JULIA Why not on Proteus, as of all the rest?
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LUCETTA Then thus, of many good I think him best.
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LUCETTA Then thus, of many good I think him best.
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JULIA Your reason?
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JULIA Your reason?
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LUCETTA I have no other but a woman’s reason;
I think him so because I think him so.
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LUCETTA I have no other but a woman’s reason;
I think him so because I think him so.
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JULIA 25 And wouldst thou have me cast my love on him?
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JULIA And wouldst thou have me cast my love on him?
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LUCETTA Ay, if you thought your love not cast away.
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LUCETTA Ay, if you thought your love not cast away.
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JULIA Why, he of all the rest hath never moved me.
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JULIA Why, he of all the rest hath never moved me.
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LUCETTA Yet he of all the rest I think best loves ye.
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LUCETTA Yet he of all the rest I think best loves ye.
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JULIA His little speaking shows his love but small.
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JULIA His little speaking shows his love but small.
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LUCETTA 30 Fire that’s closest kept burns most of all.
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LUCETTA Fire that’s closest kept burns most of all.
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JULIA They do not love that do not show their love.
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JULIA They do not love that do not show their love.
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LUCETTA O, they love least that let men know their love.
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LUCETTA O, they love least that let men know their love.
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JULIA I would I knew his mind.
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JULIA I would I knew his mind.
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LUCETTA [Giving a letter] Peruse this paper, madam.
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LUCETTA [Giving a letter] Peruse this paper, madam.
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JULIA 35 “To Julia.” Say, from whom?
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JULIA “To Julia.” Say, from whom?
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LUCETTA That the contents will show.
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LUCETTA That the contents will show.
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JULIA Say, say, who gave it thee?
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JULIA Say, say, who gave it thee?
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LUCETTA Sir Valentine’s page; and sent, I think, from Proteus.
He would have given it you, but I, being in the way,
40 Did in your name receive it. Pardon the fault, I pray.
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LUCETTA Sir Valentine’s page; and sent, I think, from Proteus.
He would have given it you, but I, being in the way,
Did in your name receive it. Pardon the fault, I pray.
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JULIA Now, by my modesty, a goodly broker!
Dare you presume to harbor wanton lines?
To whisper and conspire against my youth?
Now trust me, ’tis an office of great worth,
45 And you an officer fit for the place.
There, take the paper. See it be returned,
Or else return no more into my sight. [Giving the letter back]
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JULIA Now, by my modesty, a goodly broker!
Dare you presume to harbor wanton lines?
To whisper and conspire against my youth?
Now trust me, ’tis an office of great worth,
And you an officer fit for the place.
There, take the paper. See it be returned,
Or else return no more into my sight. [Giving the letter back]
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LUCETTA To plead for love deserves more fee than hate.
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LUCETTA To plead for love deserves more fee than hate.
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JULIA Will ye be gone?
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JULIA Will ye be gone?
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LUCETTA 50 That you may ruminate.
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LUCETTA That you may ruminate.
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Exit
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Exit
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JULIA And yet I would I had o’erlooked the letter.
It were a shame to call her back again
And pray her to a fault for which I chid her.
What fool is she, that knows I am a maid
55 And would not force the letter to my view!
Since maids, in modesty, say no to that
Which they would have the profferer construe ay.
Fie, fie, how wayward is this foolish love
That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse
60 And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod!
How churlishly I chid Lucetta hence,
When willingly I would have had her here!
How angerly I taught my brow to frown,
When inward joy enforced my heart to smile!
65 My penance is to call Lucetta back
And ask remission for my folly past.
What ho! Lucetta!
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JULIA And yet I would I had o’erlooked the letter.
It were a shame to call her back again
And pray her to a fault for which I chid her.
What fool is she, that knows I am a maid
And would not force the letter to my view!
Since maids, in modesty, say no to that
Which they would have the profferer construe ay.
Fie, fie, how wayward is this foolish love
That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse
And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod!
How churlishly I chid Lucetta hence,
When willingly I would have had her here!
How angerly I taught my brow to frown,
When inward joy enforced my heart to smile!
My penance is to call Lucetta back
And ask remission for my folly past.
What ho! Lucetta!
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Enter LUCETTA
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Enter LUCETTA
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LUCETTA What would your ladyship?
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LUCETTA What would your ladyship?
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JULIA Is ’t near dinner time?
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JULIA Is ’t near dinner time?
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LUCETTA 70 I would it were,
That you might kill your stomach on your meat
And not upon your maid.
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LUCETTA I would it were,
That you might kill your stomach on your meat
And not upon your maid.
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JULIA What is ’t that you took up so gingerly?
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JULIA What is ’t that you took up so gingerly?
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LUCETTA Nothing.
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LUCETTA Nothing.
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JULIA 75 Why didst thou stoop, then?
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JULIA Why didst thou stoop, then?
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LUCETTA To take a paper up that I let fall.
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LUCETTA To take a paper up that I let fall.
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JULIA And is that paper nothing?
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JULIA And is that paper nothing?
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LUCETTA Nothing concerning me.
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LUCETTA Nothing concerning me.
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JULIA Then let it lie for those that it concerns.
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JULIA Then let it lie for those that it concerns.
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LUCETTA 80 Madam, it will not lie where it concerns,
Unless it have a false interpreter.
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LUCETTA Madam, it will not lie where it concerns,
Unless it have a false interpreter.
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JULIA Some love of yours hath writ to you in rhyme.
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JULIA Some love of yours hath writ to you in rhyme.
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LUCETTA That I might sing it, madam, to a tune,
Give me a note; your ladyship can set.
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LUCETTA That I might sing it, madam, to a tune,
Give me a note; your ladyship can set.
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JULIA 85 As little by such toys as may be possible.
Best sing it to the tune of “Light o’ Love.”
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JULIA As little by such toys as may be possible.
Best sing it to the tune of “Light o’ Love.”
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LUCETTA It is too heavy for so light a tune.
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LUCETTA It is too heavy for so light a tune.
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JULIA Heavy! Belike it hath some burden then?
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JULIA Heavy! Belike it hath some burden then?
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LUCETTA Ay, and melodious were it, would you sing it.
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LUCETTA Ay, and melodious were it, would you sing it.
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JULIA 90 And why not you?
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JULIA And why not you?
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LUCETTA I cannot reach so high.
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LUCETTA I cannot reach so high.
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JULIA Let’s see your song. How now, minion?
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JULIA Let’s see your song. How now, minion?
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She takes the letter
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She takes the letter
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LUCETTA Keep tune there still; so you will sing it out.
And yet methinks I do not like this tune.
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LUCETTA Keep tune there still; so you will sing it out.
And yet methinks I do not like this tune.
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JULIA 95 You do not?
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JULIA You do not?
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LUCETTA No, madam, ’tis too sharp.
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LUCETTA No, madam, ’tis too sharp.
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JULIA You, minion, are too saucy.
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JULIA You, minion, are too saucy.
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LUCETTA Nay, now you are too flat,
And mar the concord with too harsh a descant.
100 There wanteth but a mean to fill your song.
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LUCETTA Nay, now you are too flat,
And mar the concord with too harsh a descant.
There wanteth but a mean to fill your song.
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JULIA The mean is drowned with your unruly bass.
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JULIA The mean is drowned with your unruly bass.
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LUCETTA Indeed, I bid the base for Proteus.
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LUCETTA Indeed, I bid the base for Proteus.
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JULIA This babble shall not henceforth trouble me.
Here is a coil with protestation!
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JULIA This babble shall not henceforth trouble me.
Here is a coil with protestation!
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She tears the letter and drops the pieces.
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She tears the letter and drops the pieces.
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105 Go, get you gone, and let the papers lie.
You would be fing’ring them to anger me.
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Go, get you gone, and let the papers lie.
You would be fing’ring them to anger me.
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LUCETTA She makes it strange, but she would be best pleased
To be so angered with another letter.
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LUCETTA She makes it strange, but she would be best pleased
To be so angered with another letter.
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Exit
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Exit
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JULIA Nay, would I were so angered with the same!
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JULIA Nay, would I were so angered with the same!
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She picks up some fragments.
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She picks up some fragments.
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110 O hateful hands, to tear such loving words!
Injurious wasps, to feed on such sweet honey
And kill the bees that yield it with your stings!
I’ll kiss each several paper for amends.
Look, here is writ “kind Julia.” Unkind Julia!
115 As in revenge of thy ingratitude,
I throw thy name against the bruising stones,
Trampling contemptuously on thy disdain.
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O hateful hands, to tear such loving words!
Injurious wasps, to feed on such sweet honey
And kill the bees that yield it with your stings!
I’ll kiss each several paper for amends.
Look, here is writ “kind Julia.” Unkind Julia!
As in revenge of thy ingratitude,
I throw thy name against the bruising stones,
Trampling contemptuously on thy disdain.
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She throws down a fragment.
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She throws down a fragment.
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And here is writ “love-wounded Proteus.”
Poor wounded name! My bosom as a bed
120 Shall lodge thee till thy wound be throughly healed;
And thus I search it with a sovereign kiss.
But twice or thrice was “Proteus” written down.
Be calm, good wind, blow not a word away
Till I have found each letter in the letter,
125 Except mine own name; that some whirlwind bear
Unto a ragged, fearful, hanging rock
And throw it thence into the raging sea!
Lo, here in one line is his name twice writ,
“Poor forlorn Proteus, passionate Proteus,
130 To the sweet Julia.” That I’ll tear away;
And yet I will not, sith so prettily
He couples it to his complaining names.
Thus will I fold them, one upon another.
Now kiss, embrace, contend, do what you will.
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And here is writ “love-wounded Proteus.”
Poor wounded name! My bosom as a bed
Shall lodge thee till thy wound be throughly healed;
And thus I search it with a sovereign kiss.
But twice or thrice was “Proteus” written down.
Be calm, good wind, blow not a word away
Till I have found each letter in the letter,
Except mine own name; that some whirlwind bear
Unto a ragged, fearful, hanging rock
And throw it thence into the raging sea!
Lo, here in one line is his name twice writ,
“Poor forlorn Proteus, passionate Proteus,
To the sweet Julia.” That I’ll tear away;
And yet I will not, sith so prettily
He couples it to his complaining names.
Thus will I fold them, one upon another.
Now kiss, embrace, contend, do what you will.
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She puts some folded papers in her bosom.
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She puts some folded papers in her bosom.
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Enter LUCETTA
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Enter LUCETTA
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LUCETTA 135 Madam,
Dinner is ready, and your father stays.
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LUCETTA Madam,
Dinner is ready, and your father stays.
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JULIA Well, let us go.
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JULIA Well, let us go.
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LUCETTA What, shall these papers lie like telltales here?
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LUCETTA What, shall these papers lie like telltales here?
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JULIA If you respect them, best to take them up.
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JULIA If you respect them, best to take them up.
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LUCETTA 140 Nay, I was taken up for laying them down;
Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold.
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LUCETTA Nay, I was taken up for laying them down;
Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold.
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She gathers up the remaining fragments.
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She gathers up the remaining fragments.
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JULIA I see you have a month’s mind to them.
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JULIA I see you have a month’s mind to them.
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LUCETTA Ay, madam, you may say what sights you see;
I see things too, although you judge I wink.
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LUCETTA Ay, madam, you may say what sights you see;
I see things too, although you judge I wink.
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JULIA 145 Come, come; will ’t please you go?
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JULIA Come, come; will ’t please you go?
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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Enter JULIA and LUCETTA
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Enter JULIA and LUCETTA
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JULIA But say, Lucetta, now we are alone,
Wouldst thou then counsel me to fall in love?
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JULIA But say, Lucetta, now we are alone,
Wouldst thou then counsel me to fall in love?
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LUCETTA Ay, madam, so you stumble not unheedfully.
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LUCETTA Ay, madam, so you stumble not unheedfully.
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JULIA Of all the fair resort of gentlemen
5 That every day with parle encounter me,
In thy opinion which is worthiest love?
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JULIA Of all the fair resort of gentlemen
That every day with parle encounter me,
In thy opinion which is worthiest love?
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LUCETTA Please you repeat their names, I’ll show my mind
According to my shallow simple skill.
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LUCETTA Please you repeat their names, I’ll show my mind
According to my shallow simple skill.
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JULIA What think’st thou of the fair Sir Eglamour?
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JULIA What think’st thou of the fair Sir Eglamour?
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LUCETTA 10 As of a knight well-spoken, neat, and fine;
But, were I you, he never should be mine.
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LUCETTA As of a knight well-spoken, neat, and fine;
But, were I you, he never should be mine.
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JULIA What think’st thou of the rich Mercatio?
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JULIA What think’st thou of the rich Mercatio?
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LUCETTA Well of his wealth, but of himself, so-so.
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LUCETTA Well of his wealth, but of himself, so-so.
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JULIA What think’st thou of the gentle Proteus?
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JULIA What think’st thou of the gentle Proteus?
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LUCETTA 15 Lord, Lord, to see what folly reigns in us!
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LUCETTA Lord, Lord, to see what folly reigns in us!
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JULIA How now? What means this passion at his name?
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JULIA How now? What means this passion at his name?
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LUCETTA Pardon, dear madam, ’tis a passing shame
That I, unworthy body as I am,
Should censure thus on lovely gentlemen.
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LUCETTA Pardon, dear madam, ’tis a passing shame
That I, unworthy body as I am,
Should censure thus on lovely gentlemen.
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JULIA 20 Why not on Proteus, as of all the rest?
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JULIA Why not on Proteus, as of all the rest?
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LUCETTA Then thus, of many good I think him best.
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LUCETTA Then thus, of many good I think him best.
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JULIA Your reason?
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JULIA Your reason?
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LUCETTA I have no other but a woman’s reason;
I think him so because I think him so.
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LUCETTA I have no other but a woman’s reason;
I think him so because I think him so.
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JULIA 25 And wouldst thou have me cast my love on him?
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JULIA And wouldst thou have me cast my love on him?
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LUCETTA Ay, if you thought your love not cast away.
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LUCETTA Ay, if you thought your love not cast away.
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JULIA Why, he of all the rest hath never moved me.
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JULIA Why, he of all the rest hath never moved me.
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LUCETTA Yet he of all the rest I think best loves ye.
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LUCETTA Yet he of all the rest I think best loves ye.
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JULIA His little speaking shows his love but small.
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JULIA His little speaking shows his love but small.
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LUCETTA 30 Fire that’s closest kept burns most of all.
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LUCETTA Fire that’s closest kept burns most of all.
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JULIA They do not love that do not show their love.
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JULIA They do not love that do not show their love.
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LUCETTA O, they love least that let men know their love.
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LUCETTA O, they love least that let men know their love.
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JULIA I would I knew his mind.
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JULIA I would I knew his mind.
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LUCETTA [Giving a letter] Peruse this paper, madam.
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LUCETTA [Giving a letter] Peruse this paper, madam.
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JULIA 35 “To Julia.” Say, from whom?
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JULIA “To Julia.” Say, from whom?
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LUCETTA That the contents will show.
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LUCETTA That the contents will show.
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JULIA Say, say, who gave it thee?
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JULIA Say, say, who gave it thee?
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LUCETTA Sir Valentine’s page; and sent, I think, from Proteus.
He would have given it you, but I, being in the way,
40 Did in your name receive it. Pardon the fault, I pray.
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LUCETTA Sir Valentine’s page; and sent, I think, from Proteus.
He would have given it you, but I, being in the way,
Did in your name receive it. Pardon the fault, I pray.
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JULIA Now, by my modesty, a goodly broker!
Dare you presume to harbor wanton lines?
To whisper and conspire against my youth?
Now trust me, ’tis an office of great worth,
45 And you an officer fit for the place.
There, take the paper. See it be returned,
Or else return no more into my sight. [Giving the letter back]
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JULIA Now, by my modesty, a goodly broker!
Dare you presume to harbor wanton lines?
To whisper and conspire against my youth?
Now trust me, ’tis an office of great worth,
And you an officer fit for the place.
There, take the paper. See it be returned,
Or else return no more into my sight. [Giving the letter back]
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LUCETTA To plead for love deserves more fee than hate.
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LUCETTA To plead for love deserves more fee than hate.
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JULIA Will ye be gone?
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JULIA Will ye be gone?
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LUCETTA 50 That you may ruminate.
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LUCETTA That you may ruminate.
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Exit
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Exit
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JULIA And yet I would I had o’erlooked the letter.
It were a shame to call her back again
And pray her to a fault for which I chid her.
What fool is she, that knows I am a maid
55 And would not force the letter to my view!
Since maids, in modesty, say no to that
Which they would have the profferer construe ay.
Fie, fie, how wayward is this foolish love
That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse
60 And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod!
How churlishly I chid Lucetta hence,
When willingly I would have had her here!
How angerly I taught my brow to frown,
When inward joy enforced my heart to smile!
65 My penance is to call Lucetta back
And ask remission for my folly past.
What ho! Lucetta!
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JULIA And yet I would I had o’erlooked the letter.
It were a shame to call her back again
And pray her to a fault for which I chid her.
What fool is she, that knows I am a maid
And would not force the letter to my view!
Since maids, in modesty, say no to that
Which they would have the profferer construe ay.
Fie, fie, how wayward is this foolish love
That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse
And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod!
How churlishly I chid Lucetta hence,
When willingly I would have had her here!
How angerly I taught my brow to frown,
When inward joy enforced my heart to smile!
My penance is to call Lucetta back
And ask remission for my folly past.
What ho! Lucetta!
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Enter LUCETTA
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Enter LUCETTA
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LUCETTA What would your ladyship?
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LUCETTA What would your ladyship?
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JULIA Is ’t near dinner time?
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JULIA Is ’t near dinner time?
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LUCETTA 70 I would it were,
That you might kill your stomach on your meat
And not upon your maid.
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LUCETTA I would it were,
That you might kill your stomach on your meat
And not upon your maid.
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JULIA What is ’t that you took up so gingerly?
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JULIA What is ’t that you took up so gingerly?
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LUCETTA Nothing.
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LUCETTA Nothing.
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JULIA 75 Why didst thou stoop, then?
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JULIA Why didst thou stoop, then?
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LUCETTA To take a paper up that I let fall.
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LUCETTA To take a paper up that I let fall.
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JULIA And is that paper nothing?
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JULIA And is that paper nothing?
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LUCETTA Nothing concerning me.
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LUCETTA Nothing concerning me.
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JULIA Then let it lie for those that it concerns.
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JULIA Then let it lie for those that it concerns.
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LUCETTA 80 Madam, it will not lie where it concerns,
Unless it have a false interpreter.
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LUCETTA Madam, it will not lie where it concerns,
Unless it have a false interpreter.
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JULIA Some love of yours hath writ to you in rhyme.
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JULIA Some love of yours hath writ to you in rhyme.
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LUCETTA That I might sing it, madam, to a tune,
Give me a note; your ladyship can set.
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LUCETTA That I might sing it, madam, to a tune,
Give me a note; your ladyship can set.
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JULIA 85 As little by such toys as may be possible.
Best sing it to the tune of “Light o’ Love.”
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JULIA As little by such toys as may be possible.
Best sing it to the tune of “Light o’ Love.”
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LUCETTA It is too heavy for so light a tune.
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LUCETTA It is too heavy for so light a tune.
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JULIA Heavy! Belike it hath some burden then?
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JULIA Heavy! Belike it hath some burden then?
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LUCETTA Ay, and melodious were it, would you sing it.
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LUCETTA Ay, and melodious were it, would you sing it.
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JULIA 90 And why not you?
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JULIA And why not you?
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LUCETTA I cannot reach so high.
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LUCETTA I cannot reach so high.
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JULIA Let’s see your song. How now, minion?
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JULIA Let’s see your song. How now, minion?
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She takes the letter
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She takes the letter
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LUCETTA Keep tune there still; so you will sing it out.
And yet methinks I do not like this tune.
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LUCETTA Keep tune there still; so you will sing it out.
And yet methinks I do not like this tune.
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JULIA 95 You do not?
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JULIA You do not?
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LUCETTA No, madam, ’tis too sharp.
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LUCETTA No, madam, ’tis too sharp.
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JULIA You, minion, are too saucy.
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JULIA You, minion, are too saucy.
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LUCETTA Nay, now you are too flat,
And mar the concord with too harsh a descant.
100 There wanteth but a mean to fill your song.
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LUCETTA Nay, now you are too flat,
And mar the concord with too harsh a descant.
There wanteth but a mean to fill your song.
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JULIA The mean is drowned with your unruly bass.
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JULIA The mean is drowned with your unruly bass.
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LUCETTA Indeed, I bid the base for Proteus.
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LUCETTA Indeed, I bid the base for Proteus.
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JULIA This babble shall not henceforth trouble me.
Here is a coil with protestation!
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JULIA This babble shall not henceforth trouble me.
Here is a coil with protestation!
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She tears the letter and drops the pieces.
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She tears the letter and drops the pieces.
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105 Go, get you gone, and let the papers lie.
You would be fing’ring them to anger me.
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Go, get you gone, and let the papers lie.
You would be fing’ring them to anger me.
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LUCETTA She makes it strange, but she would be best pleased
To be so angered with another letter.
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LUCETTA She makes it strange, but she would be best pleased
To be so angered with another letter.
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Exit
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Exit
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JULIA Nay, would I were so angered with the same!
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JULIA Nay, would I were so angered with the same!
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She picks up some fragments.
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She picks up some fragments.
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110 O hateful hands, to tear such loving words!
Injurious wasps, to feed on such sweet honey
And kill the bees that yield it with your stings!
I’ll kiss each several paper for amends.
Look, here is writ “kind Julia.” Unkind Julia!
115 As in revenge of thy ingratitude,
I throw thy name against the bruising stones,
Trampling contemptuously on thy disdain.
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O hateful hands, to tear such loving words!
Injurious wasps, to feed on such sweet honey
And kill the bees that yield it with your stings!
I’ll kiss each several paper for amends.
Look, here is writ “kind Julia.” Unkind Julia!
As in revenge of thy ingratitude,
I throw thy name against the bruising stones,
Trampling contemptuously on thy disdain.
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She throws down a fragment.
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She throws down a fragment.
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And here is writ “love-wounded Proteus.”
Poor wounded name! My bosom as a bed
120 Shall lodge thee till thy wound be throughly healed;
And thus I search it with a sovereign kiss.
But twice or thrice was “Proteus” written down.
Be calm, good wind, blow not a word away
Till I have found each letter in the letter,
125 Except mine own name; that some whirlwind bear
Unto a ragged, fearful, hanging rock
And throw it thence into the raging sea!
Lo, here in one line is his name twice writ,
“Poor forlorn Proteus, passionate Proteus,
130 To the sweet Julia.” That I’ll tear away;
And yet I will not, sith so prettily
He couples it to his complaining names.
Thus will I fold them, one upon another.
Now kiss, embrace, contend, do what you will.
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And here is writ “love-wounded Proteus.”
Poor wounded name! My bosom as a bed
Shall lodge thee till thy wound be throughly healed;
And thus I search it with a sovereign kiss.
But twice or thrice was “Proteus” written down.
Be calm, good wind, blow not a word away
Till I have found each letter in the letter,
Except mine own name; that some whirlwind bear
Unto a ragged, fearful, hanging rock
And throw it thence into the raging sea!
Lo, here in one line is his name twice writ,
“Poor forlorn Proteus, passionate Proteus,
To the sweet Julia.” That I’ll tear away;
And yet I will not, sith so prettily
He couples it to his complaining names.
Thus will I fold them, one upon another.
Now kiss, embrace, contend, do what you will.
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She puts some folded papers in her bosom.
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She puts some folded papers in her bosom.
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Enter LUCETTA
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Enter LUCETTA
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LUCETTA 135 Madam,
Dinner is ready, and your father stays.
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LUCETTA Madam,
Dinner is ready, and your father stays.
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JULIA Well, let us go.
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JULIA Well, let us go.
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LUCETTA What, shall these papers lie like telltales here?
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LUCETTA What, shall these papers lie like telltales here?
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JULIA If you respect them, best to take them up.
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JULIA If you respect them, best to take them up.
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LUCETTA 140 Nay, I was taken up for laying them down;
Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold.
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LUCETTA Nay, I was taken up for laying them down;
Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold.
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She gathers up the remaining fragments.
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She gathers up the remaining fragments.
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JULIA I see you have a month’s mind to them.
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JULIA I see you have a month’s mind to them.
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LUCETTA Ay, madam, you may say what sights you see;
I see things too, although you judge I wink.
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LUCETTA Ay, madam, you may say what sights you see;
I see things too, although you judge I wink.
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JULIA 145 Come, come; will ’t please you go?
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JULIA Come, come; will ’t please you go?
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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