Act V, Scene 2

The same. The DUKE’s palace.

[Enter THURIO, PROTEUS, and JULIA]

• Thurio. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit? 2065

• Proteus. O, sir, I find her milder than she was;
  And yet she takes exceptions at your person.

• Thurio. What, that my leg is too long?

• Proteus. No; that it is too little.

• Thurio. I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat rounder. 2070

• Julia. [Aside] But love will not be spurr'd to what
  it loathes.

• Thurio. What says she to my face?

• Proteus. She says it is a fair one.

• Thurio. Nay then, the wanton lies; my face is black. 2075

• Proteus. But pearls are fair; and the old saying is,
  Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes.

• Julia. [Aside] 'Tis true; such pearls as put out
  ladies' eyes;
  For I had rather wink than look on them. 2080

• Thurio. How likes she my discourse?

• Proteus. Ill, when you talk of war.

• Thurio. But well, when I discourse of love and peace?

• Julia. [Aside] But better, indeed, when you hold your peace.

• Thurio. What says she to my valour? 2085

• Proteus. O, sir, she makes no doubt of that.

• Julia. [Aside] She needs not, when she knows it cowardice.

• Thurio. What says she to my birth?

• Proteus. That you are well derived.

• Julia. [Aside] True; from a gentleman to a fool. 2090

• Thurio. Considers she my possessions?

• Proteus. O, ay; and pities them.

• Thurio. Wherefore?

• Julia. [Aside] That such an ass should owe them.

• Proteus. That they are out by lease. 2095

• Julia. Here comes the duke.

[Enter DUKE]

• Duke of Milan. How now, Sir Proteus! how now, Thurio!
  Which of you saw Sir Eglamour of late?

• Thurio. Not I. 2100

• Proteus. Nor I.

• Duke of Milan. Saw you my daughter?

• Proteus. Neither.

• Duke of Milan. Why then,
  She's fled unto that peasant Valentine; 2105
  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; 2110
  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 2115
  Upon the rising of the mountain-foot
  That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled:
  Dispatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me.

[Exit]

• Thurio. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl, 2120
  That flies her fortune when it follows her.
  I'll after, more to be revenged on Eglamour
  Than for the love of reckless Silvia.

[Exit]

• Proteus. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love 2125
  Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her.

[Exit]

• Julia. And I will follow, more to cross that love
  Than hate for Silvia that is gone for love.

[Exit]