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The execution of it shall make known:

Even with the speediest expedition

I will dispatch him to the Emperor’s court.

Pan.

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.

Ant.

Good company; with them shall Proteus go—

[Enter] Proteus.

And in good time! now will we break with him.

Pro.

Sweet love, sweet lines, sweet life!

Here is her hand, the agent of her heart;

Here is her oath for love, her honor’s pawn:

O that our fathers would applaud our loves,

To seal our happiness with their consents!

O heavenly Julia!

Ant.

How now? what letter are you reading there?

Pro.

May’t please your lordship, ’tis a word or two

Of commendations sent from Valentine,

Deliver’d by a friend that came from him.

Ant.

Lend me the letter; let me see what news.

Pro.

There is no news, my lord, but that he writes

How happily he lives, how well-belov’d

And daily graced by the Emperor;

Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune.