Act 1 - Scene 3
The same. ANTONIO's house.
Enter ANTONIO and PANTHINO
Tell me, Panthino, what sad talk was that
Wherewith my brother held you in the cloister?
'Twas of his nephew Proteus, your son.
Why, what of him?
He wonder'd that your lordship
Would suffer him to spend his youth at home,
While other men, of slender
Put forth their sons to seek preferment out:
Some to the wars, to try their fortune there;
to discover islands far away;
Some to the studious universities.
For any or for all these exercises,
that Proteus your son was meet,
And did request me to importune you
To let him spend his time no more
Which would be great impeachment to his age,
In having known no travel in his youth.
Nor need'st thou much importune me to that
Whereon this month I have been hammering.
I have consider'd
well his loss of time
And how he cannot be a perfect man,
Not being tried and tutor'd in the world:
is by industry achieved
And perfected by the swift course of time.
Then tell me, whither were I best to
I think your lordship is not ignorant
How his companion, youthful Valentine,
Attends the emperor in his
I know it well.
'Twere good, I think, your lordship sent him thither:
There shall he practise tilts and tournaments,
sweet discourse, converse with noblemen.
And be in eye of every exercise
Worthy his youth and nobleness
I like thy counsel; well hast thou advised:
And that thou mayst perceive how well I like it,
The execution of
it shall make known.
Even with the speediest expedition
I will dispatch him to the emperor's court.
To-morrow, may it please you, Don Alphonso,
With other gentlemen of good esteem,
Are journeying to
salute the emperor
And to commend their service to his will.
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