Act 5 - Scene 4
Another part of the forest.
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods,
I better brook than
flourishing peopled towns:
Here can I sit alone, unseen of any,
And to the nightingale's complaining notes
my distresses and record my woes.
O thou that dost inhabit in my breast,
Leave not the mansion so long
Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall
And leave no memory of what it was!
Repair me with
thy presence, Silvia;
Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain!
What halloing and what stir is this to-
These are my mates, that make their wills their law,
Have some unhappy passenger in chase.
love me well; yet I have much to do
To keep them from uncivil outrages.
Withdraw thee, Valentine: who's
this comes here?
Enter PROTEUS, SILVIA, and JULIA
Madam, this service I have done for you,
Though you respect not aught your servant doth,
life and rescue you from him
That would have forced your honour and your love;
Vouchsafe me, for my
meed, but one fair look;
A smaller boon than this I cannot beg
And less than this, I am sure, you cannot
[Aside] How like a dream is this I see and hear!
Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile.
O miserable, unhappy that I am!
Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came;
But by my coming I have made you happy.
By thy approach thou makest me most unhappy.
[Aside] And me, when he approacheth to your presence.
Had I been seized by a hungry lion,
I would have been a breakfast to the beast,
Rather than have false
Proteus rescue me.
O, Heaven be judge how I love Valentine,
Whose life's as tender to me as my soul!
full as much, for more there cannot be,
I do detest false perjured Proteus.
Therefore be gone; solicit me
What dangerous action, stood it next to death,
Would I not undergo for one calm look!
O, 'tis the curse in
love, and still approved,
When women cannot love where they're beloved!
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