Laun. W HEN a Man's Servant fhall play the Cur with him, look you, it goes hard! One that I brought up of a Puppy, one that I fav'd from drowning, when three or four of his blind Brothers and Sifters, went to it! I have taught him, even as one would fay precifely, thus I would teach a Dog. I was fent to deliver him as a Prefent to Miftrefs Silvia, from my Mafter; and I came no fooner into the Dining-Chamber, but he fteps me to her Trencher, and fteals her Capon's-Leg. O, 'tis a foul thing, when a Cur cannot keep himself in all Companies. I would have, as one should fay, one that takes upon him to be a Dòg indeed, to be, as it were, a Dog at all things. If I had not had more Wit than he, to take a Fault upon me that he did, I think verily he had been hang'd for't, fure as I live he had fuffer'd for't; you fhall judge: He thrufts me himself into the Company of three or four Gentleman-like Dogs, under the Duke's Table; he had not been there, blefs the Mark, a piffing while, but all the Chamber fmelt him: Out with the Dog, fays one; what Cur is that? fays another; whip him out, fays the third; hang him up, fays the Duke: Ï having been acquainted with the Smell before, knew it was Crab, and goes me to the Fellow that whips the Dogs; Friend, quoth I, you mean to whip the Dog? Aymarry do I, quoth he. You do him the more Wrong, quoth I; 'twas I' did the thing you wot of; he makes no more ado, but whips me out of the Chamber. How many Máfters would do this for his Servant? Nay, I'll be worn I have fat in the Stocks for Puddings he has ftoll'n, otherwife he had been executed; I have ftood on the Pillory for Geefe he has kill'd, otherwife he had fuffer'd for't: Thou think'ft not of this now. Nay, I remember the Trick you ferv'd me when I took my Leave of Madam Silvia; did not I bid thee ftill mark me, and do as I do? When didft thou fee me heave up my Leg, and make Water against a Gentlewoman's Farthingale? Didst thou ever fee me do fuch a Trick? Enter Protheus and Julia." Pro, Sebaftian is thy Name? I like thee well, And And will imploy thee in fome Service presently. How now, you Whore-Son Pefant, Where have you been these two Days loitering? Laun. Marry, Sir, I carry'd Mistress Silvia the Dog you bad me. Pro. And what fays fhe to my little Jewel? Laun. Marry, fhe fays, your Dog was a Cur, and tells you, currish Thanks is good enough for such a Present. Pro. But the receiv'd my Dog? Laun. No indeed fhe did not: Pro. What, did't thou offer her this from me? And then I offer'd her mine own, who is a Dog Or ne'er return again into my Sight: Away, I fay; ftay't thou to vex me here? A Slave, that ftill an end turns me to Shame. [Exit Laun, Sebaftian, I have entertained thee, Partly that I have need of fuch a Youth, That can with fome Difcretion do my Bufinefs; She lov'd me well, deliver'd it to me. Jul. It feems you lov'd not her, to leave her Token; She is dead belike. Pro. Not fo: I think fhe lives. Ful. Alas! Pro. Why do'st thou cry alas? Jul. I cannot chufe but picy her. Pro. Wherefore fhouldft thou pity her. Jl. Becauf, methinks, that the lov'd you as well As As you do love your Lady Silvia: She dreams on him that has forgot her Love; Pro. Well, give her that Ring, and therewithal [Exit Pro To plead for that which I would not obtain ; Gentlewoman, good Day; I pray you be my mean Jul. From my Master, Sir Protheus, Madam. Jul. Ay, Madam. Sil. Urfula, bring my Picture there. Go, give your Mafter this; tell him from me; I Would Would better fit his Chamber than this Shadow. Sil. I pray thee let me look on that again. I will not look upon your Master's Lines, And full of new-found Oaths, which he will break Jul. Madam, he fends your Ladyfhip this Ring. His Julia gave it him at his Departure: Tho' his falfe Finger has prophan'd the Ring, Jul. She thanks you. Sil. What fay'ft thou? Jul. I thank you, Madam, that you tender her; Poor Gentlewoman, my Mafter wrongs her much. Sil. Doft thou know her? Jul. Almoft as well as I do know my self. To think upon her Woes, I'do proteft, That I have wept an hundred feveral times. Sil. Belike fhe thinks that Protheus hath forfook her. Jul. She hath been fairer, Madam, than she is; Sil. How tall was she? Jul. About my Stature: For at Penticoft, When all our Pageants of Delight were plaid, Our Youth got me to play the Woman's Part, And And I was trim'd in Madam Julia's Gown, I weep my felf to think upon thy Words. Farewel. [Exit Silvia. Jul. And fhe fhall thank you for't, if e'er you know her. A virtuous Gentlewoman, mild and beautiful. I hope my Mafter's Suit will be but cold, Since the refpects my Mifirefs Love fo much. Alas! how Love can trifle with it felf! Here is her Picture; let me fee; I think, If I had fuch a Tire, this Face of mine Were full as lovely as is this of hers. And yet the Painter flatter'd her a little, Her Eyes are grey as Grafs, and fo are mine; If this fond Love were not a blinded God? My Subftance fhould be Statue in thy ftead. I 2 I'll |