SCENEⅠ Milan．A Room in the DUKE＇S Palace
［Enter VALENTINE and SPEED．］
SPEED Sir，your glove．［Offeringaglove．］
VALENTINE Not mine；my gloves are on．
SPEED Why，then，this may be yours，for this is but one．
VALENTINE Ha！Let me see；ay，give it me，it＇s mine；sweet ornament that decks a thing divine！Ah，Silvia！Silvia！
SPEED ［Calling．］Madam Silvia！Madam Silvia！
VALENTINE How now，sirrah？
SPEED She is not within hearing，sir．
VALENTINE Why，sir，who bade you call her？
SPEED Your worship，sir；or else I mistook．
VALENTINE Well，you＇ll still be too forward．
SPEED And yet I was last chidden for being too slow．
VALENTINE Go to，sir；tell me，do you know Madam Silvia？
SPEED She that your worship loves？
VALENTINE Why，how know you that I am in love？
SPEED Marry，by these special marks；first，you have learned，like Sir Proteus，to wreathe your arms，like a malecontent；to relish a love－song，like a robin－redbreast；to walk alone，like one that had the pestilence；to sigh，like a school－boy that had lost his A B C；to weep，like a young wench that had buried her grandam；to fast，like one that takes diet；to watch like one that fears robbing；to speak puling，like a beggar at Hallowmas．You were wont，when you laughed，to crow like a cock；when you walked，to walk like one of the lions；when you fasted，it was presently after dinner；when you looked sadly，it was for want of money；and now you are metamorphosed with a mistress，that，when I look on you，I can hardly think you my master．