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How like a dream is this! I see, and hear:

Love, lend me patience to forbear a while.

Sil.

O miserable, unhappy that I am!

Pro.

Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came;

But by my coming I have made you happy.

Sil.

By thy approach thou mak’st me most unhappy.

Jul. [Aside.]

And me, when he approacheth to your presence.

Sil.

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!

And full as much (for more there cannot be)

I do detest false perjur’d Proteus.

Therefore be gone, solicit me no more.

Pro.

What dangerous action, stood it next to death,

Would I not undergo for one calm look?

O, ’tis the curse in love, and still approv’d,

When women cannot love where they’re belov’d!

Sil.

When Proteus cannot love where he’s belov’d!

Read over Julia’s heart (thy first best love),

For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faith

Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths