PROTEUS: Have patience, gentle Julia.

JULIA: I must where is no remedy.

PROTEUS: When possibly I can, I will return.

JULIA: If you turn not, you will return the sooner.

Keep this remembrance for thy Julia’s sake.

She gives him a ring.

PROTEUS: giving her a ring: Why, then we’ll make exchange. Here, take you this.

JULIA: And seal the bargain with a holy kiss.

PROTEUS: 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.

Julia exits.

What, gone without a word?

Ay, so true love should do. It cannot