Page 1958 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1
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PROT EUS
Sir Thurio, fear not you; I will so plead
That you shall say my cunning drift excels.
T HURIO
Where meet we?
PROT EUS
At Saint Gregory’s Well.
T HURIO
Farewell. [80]
[Exeunt Thurio and Musicians]
[Enter Silvia above]
PROT EUS
Madam, good even to your ladyship.
SILVIA
I thank you for your music, gentlemen.
Who is that that spake?
PROT EUS
One, lady, if you knew his pure heart’s truth,
You would quickly learn to know him by his voice. [85]
SILVIA
Sir Proteus, as I take it.
PROT EUS
Sir Proteus, gentle lady, and your servant.
SILVIA
What’s your will?
PROT EUS
That I may compass yours.
SILVIA
