The Same. A Room in the DUKE'S Palace. |
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Enter PROTEUS. |
Pro. To leave my Julia, shall I be forsworn; |
To love fair Silvia, shall I be forsworn; |
To wrong my friend, I shall be much forsworn; |
And even that power which gave me first my oath |
Provokes me to this threefold perjury: |
Love bade me swear, and Love bids me forswear. |
O sweet-suggesting Love! if thou hast sinn'd, |
Teach me, thy tempted subject, to excuse it. |
At first I did adore a twinkling star, |
But now I worship a celestial sun. |
Unheedful vows may heedfully be broken; |
And he wants wit that wants resolved will |
To learn his wit to exchange the bad for better. |
Fie, fie, unreverend tongue! to call her bad, |
Whose sovereignty so oft thou hast preferr'd |
With twenty thousand soul-confirming oaths. |
I cannot leave to love, and yet I do; |
But there I leave to love where I should love. |
Julia I lose and Valentine I lose: |
If I keep them, I needs must lose myself; |
If I lose them, thus find I by their loss, |
For Valentine, myself; for Julia, Silvia. |
I to myself am dearer than a friend, |
For love is still most precious in itself; |
And Silvia—witness heaven that made her fair!— |
Shows Julia but a swarthy Ethiope. |
I will forget that Julia is alive, |
Remembering that my love to her is dead; |
And Valentine I'll hold an enemy, |
Aiming at Silvia as a sweeter friend. |
I cannot now prove constant to myself |
Without some treachery us'd to Valentine: |
This night he meaneth with a corded ladder |
To climb celestial Silvia's chamber-window, |
Myself in counsel, his competitor. |
Now presently, I'll give her father notice |
Of their disguising and pretended flight; |
Who, all enrag'd, will banish Valentine; |
For Thurio, he intends, shall wed his daughter; |
But, Valentine being gone, I'll quickly cross, |
By some sly trick blunt Thurio's dull proceeding. |
Love, lend me wings to make my purpose swift, |
As thou hast lent me wit to plot this drift! [Exit. |
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