Enter Proteus and Julia
Have patience, gentle Julia.
I must, where is no remedy.
When possibly I can, I will return.
If you turn not, you will return the sooner.
Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake.
She gives him a ring
Why, then, we'll make exchange; here, take you this.
He gives her a ring
And seal the bargain with a holy kiss.
Here is my hand for my true constancy;
And when that hour o'erslips me in the day
Wherein I sigh not, Julia, for thy sake,
The next ensuing hour some foul mischance
Torment me for my love's forgetfulness!
My father stays my coming. Answer not.
The tide is now – nay, not thy tide of tears;
That tide will stay me longer than I should.
Julia, farewell! (Exit Julia) What, gone without a word?
Ay, so true love should do; it cannot speak,
For truth hath better deeds than words to grace it.
Sir Proteus, you are stayed for.
Go; I come.
) Alas, this parting strikes poor lovers dumb.