Pro.

Have patience, gentle Julia.

Jul.

I must, where is no remedy.

Pro.

When possibly I can, I will return.

Jul.
If you turn not, you will return the sooner:
Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake. [Giving a ring.

Pro.

Why then we'll make exchange; here, take you this.

Jul.

And seal the bargain with a holy kiss.

Pro.
Here is my hand for my true constancy;
And when that hour o'erslips me in the day,
Wherein I sigh not, Julia, for thy sake;
The next ensuing hour some foul mischance
Torment me, for my love's forgetfulness!
My father stays my coming; answer not:
The tide is now; nay, not thy tide of tears;
That tide will stay me longer, than I should: [Exit Julia.
Julia, farewel.—What! gone without a word?
Ay, so true love should do; it cannot speak;
For truth hath better deeds, than words, to grace it. Enter Panthion.

Pan.
Sir Protheus, you are staid for.

Pro.
Go; I come.
Alas! this parting strikes poor lovers dumb. [Exeunt.

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