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Enter LAUNCE, leading a dog
| LAUNCE
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Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have done weeping;
all the kind of the Launces have this very fault. I
have received my proportion, like the prodigious
son, and am going with Sir Proteus to the Imperial's
court. I think Crab, my dog, be the sourest-natured
dog that lives: my mother weeping, my father
wailing, my sister crying, our maid howling, our cat
wringing her hands, and all our house in a great
perplexity, yet did not this cruel-hearted cur shed
one tear: he is a stone, a very pebble stone, and
has no more pity in him than a dog: a Jew would have
wept to have seen our parting; why, my grandam,
having no eyes, look you, wept herself blind at my
parting. Nay, I'll show you the manner of it. This
shoe is my father: no, this left shoe is my father:
no, no, this left shoe is my mother: nay, that
cannot be so neither: yes, it is so, it is so, it
hath the worser sole. This shoe, with the hole in
it, is my mother, and this my father; a vengeance
on't! there 'tis: now, sit, this staff is my
sister, for, look you, she is as white as a lily and
as small as a wand: this hat is Nan, our maid: I
am the dog: no, the dog is himself, and I am the
dog--Oh! the dog is me, and I am myself; ay, so,
so. Now come I to my father; Father, your blessing:
now should not the shoe speak a word for weeping:
now should I kiss my father; well, he weeps on. Now
come I to my mother: O, that she could speak now
like a wood woman! Well, I kiss her; why, there
'tis; here's my mother's breath up and down. Now
come I to my sister; mark the moan she makes. Now
the dog all this while sheds not a tear nor speaks a
word; but see how I lay the dust with my tears. |
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[Enter PANTHINO] |
| PANTHINO
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Launce, away, away, aboard! thy master is shipped
and thou art to post after with oars. What's the
matter? why weepest thou, man? Away, ass! You'll
lose the tide, if you tarry any longer. |
| LAUNCE
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It is no matter if the tied were lost; for it is the
unkindest tied that ever any man tied. |
| PANTHINO
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What's the unkindest tide?
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| LAUNCE
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Why, he that's tied here, Crab, my dog.
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| PANTHINO
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Tut, man, I mean thou'lt lose the flood, and, in
losing the flood, lose thy voyage, and, in losing
thy voyage, lose thy master, and, in losing thy
master, lose thy service, and, in losing thy
service,--Why dost thou stop my mouth? |
| LAUNCE
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For fear thou shouldst lose thy tongue.
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| PANTHINO
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Where should I lose my tongue?
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| LAUNCE
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In thy tale. |
| PANTHINO
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In thy tail! |
| LAUNCE
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Lose the tide, and the voyage, and the master, and
the service, and the tied! Why, man, if the river
were dry, I am able to fill it with my tears; if the
wind were down, I could drive the boat with my sighs. |
| PANTHINO
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Come, come away, man; I was sent to call thee.
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| LAUNCE
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Sir, call me what thou darest.
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| PANTHINO
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Wilt thou go? |
| LAUNCE
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Well, I will go. |
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Verona An Open Place. |
Act III,
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Act I, Scene 2
The same. Garden of Julia's house. |
Act III, Scene 2
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Act I, Scene 3
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Act IV, Scene 1
The frontiers of Mantua. A forest. |
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Act IV, Scene 2
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Act II, Scene 2
Verona. Julia's house. |
Act IV, Scene 3
The Same./Act IV, Scene 4 The Same. |
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Act V, Scene 1
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Act II, Scene 4
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Act V, Scene 4
Another part of the forest. |
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