Mr. VVilliam Shakespeares comedies, histories, & tragedies Published according to the true originall copies.

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Mr. VVilliam Shakespeares comedies, histories, & tragedies Published according to the true originall copies.
Author
Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616.
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London :: Printed by Isaac Iaggard, and Ed. Blount [at the charges of W. Iaggard, Ed. Blount, I. Smithweeke, and W. Aspley],
1623.
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Scoena Tertia.
Enter Eglamore, Siluia.
Eg.
This is the houre that Madam Siluia Entreated me to call, and know her minde: Ther's some great matter she'ld employ me in. Madam, Madam.
Sil.

Who cals?

Eg.
Your seruant, and your friend; One that attends your Ladiships command.
Sil.

Sir Eglamore, a thousand times good morrow.

Eg.
As many (worthy Lady) to your selfe: According to your Ladiships impose, I am thus early come, to know what seruice It is your pleasure to command me in.
Sil.
Oh Eglamoure, thou art a Gentleman: Thinke not I flatter (for I sweare I doe not) Valiant, wise, remorse-full, well accomplish'd. Thou art not ignorant what deere good will I beare vnto the banish'd Ʋalentine: Nor how my father would enforce me marry Vaine Thurio (whom my very soule abhor'd.) Thy selfe hast lou'd, and I haue heard thee say No griefe did euer come so neere thy heart, As when thy Lady, and thy true-loue dide, Vpon whose Graue thou vow'dst pure chastitie: Sir Eglamoure: I would to Valentine To Mantua, where I heare, he makes aboad; And for the waies are dangerous to passe, I doe desire thy worthy company, Vpon whose faith and honor, I repose. Vrge not my fathers anger (Eglamoure) But thinke vpon my griefe (a Ladies griefe) And on the iustice of my flying hence, To keepe me from a most vnholy match, Which heauen and fortune still rewards with plagues. I doe desire thee, euen from a heart As full of sorrowes, as the Sea of sands, To beare me company, and goe with me: If not, to hide what I haue said to thee, That I may venture to depart alone.
Egl.
Madam, I pitty much your grieuances, Which, since I know they vertuously are plac'd, I giue consent to goe along with you, Wreaking as little what betideth me, As much, I wish all good befortune you. When will you goe?
Sil.

This euening comming.

Eg.

Where shall I meete you?

Sil.
At Frier Patrickes Cell, Where I intend holy Confession.
Eg.
I will not faile your Ladiship: Good morrow (gentle Lady.)
Sil.

Good morrow, kinde Sir Eglamoure.

Exeunt.
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