Page 1977 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1
P. 1977
PROT EUS
Madam, this service I have done for you,
Though you respect not aught your servant doth, [20]
To hazard life, and rescue you from him
That would have forced your honour and your love.
Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look;
A smaller boon than this I cannot beg,
And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. [25]
VALENT INE
[aside]
How like a dream is this? I see and hear -
Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile.
SILVIA
O miserable, unhappy that I am!
PROT EUS
Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came;
But by my coming I have made you happy. [30]
SILVIA
By thy approach thou makest me most unhappy.
JULIA
[aside]
And me, when he approacheth to your presence.
SILVIA
Had I been seizèd by a hungry lion,
I would have been a breakfast to the beast,
Rather than have false Proteus rescue me. [35]
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 perjured Proteus.
Therefore be gone; solicit me no more. [40]
PROT EUS
What dangerous action, stood it next to death,
