needs not, when she knows it cowardice.
Thu.
What says she to my birth?
Pro.
That you are well deriv’d.
Jul. [Aside.]
True: from a gentleman to a fool.
Thu.
Considers she my possessions?
Pro.
O ay; and pities them.
Thu.
Wherefore?
Jul. [Aside.]
That such an ass should owe them.
Pro.
That they are out by lease.
Jul.
Here comes the Duke.
[Enter] Duke.
Duke.
How now, Sir Proteus? how now, Thurio?
Which of you saw Eglamour of late?
Thu.
Not I.
Pro.
Nor I.
Duke.
Saw you my daughter?
Pro.
Neither.
Duke.
Why then
She’s fled unto that peasant Valentine;
And Eglamour is in her company.
’Tis true; for Friar Laurence 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.
[Exit.]
Thu.
Why, this it is to be a peevish girl,
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.
[Exit.]
Pro.
And I will follow, more for Silvia’s love
Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her.
[Exit.]
Jul.
And I will follow, more to cross that love
Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love.
Exit.
¶
Scene III
[Enter] Silvia, Outlaws.
1. Out.
Come, come,
Be patient; we must bring you to our captain.
Sil.
A thousand more mischances than this one
Have learn’d me how to brook this patiently.
2. Out.
Come, bring her away.
1. Out.
Where is the gentleman that was with her?
3. Out.
Being nimble-footed, he hath outrun us,
But Moyses and Valerius follow him.
Go thou with her to the west end of the wood;
There is our captain. We’ll follow him that’s fled—
The thicket is beset, he cannot scape.
1. Out.
Come, I must bring you to our captain’s cave.
Fear not; he bears an honorable mind,
And will not use a woman lawlessly.
Sil.
O Valentine, this I endure for thee!
Exeunt.
¶
Scene IV
Enter Valentine.
Val.
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
This shadowy desert,
