Egl.
This is the hour the lady Silvia
Entreated me to call and know her mind:
There's some great matter she'd employ me in.
Madam, madam! Enter Silvia above.

Sil.
Who calls?

Egl.
Your servant and your friend;
One that attends your ladyship's command.

Sil.
Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good-morrow.

Egl.
According to your ladyship's impose,
I am thus early come, to know what service,
It is your pleasure to command me in.

Sil.
Oh Eglamour, thou art a gentleman,
(Think not I flatter, for I swear I do not,)
Valiant and wise, remorseful, well accomplish'd;
Thou art not ignorant what dear good-will
I bear unto the banish'd Valentine;
Nor how my father would enforce me marry
Vain Thurio, whom my very soul abhorr'd.
Thy self hast lov'd, and I have heard thee say,
No grief did ever come so near thy heart,

As when thy lady and thy true love dy'd;
Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity.
Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine
To Mantua, where I hear he makes abode:
And for the ways are dangerous to pass,
I do desire thy worthy company;
Upon whose faith and honour I repose.
Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour;
But think upon my grief, a lady's grief,
And on the justice of my flying hence,
To keep me from a most unholy match,
Which heav'n and fortune still reward with rgues,
I do desire thee, even from a heart
As full of sorrows as the sea of sands,
To bear me company, and go with me:
If not, to hide what I have said to thee,
That I may venture to depart alone.

Egl.
Madam, I pity much your grievances;
Which, since I know they virtuously are plac'd,
I give consent to go along with you,
Reck'ning as little what betideth me,
As much I wish all good befortune you.
When will you go?

Sil.
This morning coming on at nine.

Egl.
Where shall I meet you?

Sil.
At friar Patrick's cell;
Where I intend holy confession.

Egl.
I will not fail your ladyship:
Good-morrow, gentle lady.

Sil.
Good-morrow, kind Sir Eglamour. [Exeunt.

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