Page 1983 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1

With triumphs, mirth, and rare solemnity.

VALENT INE

And, as we walk along, I dare be bold
With our discourse to make your grace to smile.
What think you of this page, my lord? [165]

DUKE

I think the boy hath grace in him; he blushes.

VALENT INE

I warrant you, my lord - more grace than boy.

DUKE

What mean you by that saying?

VALENT INE

Please you, I’ll tell you as we pass along,
That you will wonder what hath fortunèd. [170]
Come, Proteus, ’tis your penance but to hear
The story of your loves discoverèd.
That done, our day of marriage shall be yours:
One feast, one house, one mutual happiness.

Exeunt.